17-May-2006 -- We were visiting our friends Troy and Katie and I noticed that a confluence was within reasonable distance. The best maps I had indicated that I would get to about a kilometre and a half from it but it appeared to be in the forestry so it didn't seem to be so bad. Besides, it's the closest confluence to what used to be my hometown: Glasshouse Mountains.
I drove on a forestry road and found another dirt road that was not on any of the maps I had. It led almost right to the confluence. It seemed like it was going to be easy but I had to go through some very overgrown and scratchy bushes, only to realise that the spot was in a clearing. When I got there, I was confronted by another problem: The tree canopy, which impeded the satellite reception on my GPS. This time I stuck it out and waited patiently, doing the zero dance for at least an hour to see the zeroes lined up.
I then went back home and stirred my good friend Troy who is still sad from the Blues having lost the second State of Origin game a couple of nights ago. Go the Mighty Maroons