Hi Ho Hi Ho its off to Rainbow Bay I go!
I was to meet Joel at 9.15am at the Surfer’s Paradise (which apparently doesn’t have very good surf) transit center. Since we were in such good form that morning I got there at 8am. I had started reading “The Power of One” and was completely engrossed in the story when I heard “hey there baldy” from behind me. It was great seeing Joel again after all these years and we were soon catching up on the past 4yrs.
Once we had gathered the troops we headed out, me in the front seat chatting with Joel. Stopping for lunch we were doing great time, so Joel took us for a side trip to the Glass House Mountains. These are volcanic plugs that resisted erosion over the millenia and now stand out and were so named by Captain James Cook as he sailed past because they looked like the glass furnaces from his home town.
However they are also important in Aboriginee lore, here is the legend:
Now Tibrogargan was the father of all the tribes and Beerwah was his wife, and they had many children.
Coonowrin, the eldest; the twins, Tunbubudla; Miketeebumulgrai; Elimbah whose shoulders were bent because she carried many cares; the little one called Round because she was so fat and small; and the one called Wild Horse since he always strayed away from the others to paddle out to sea. (Ngungun, Beerburrum and Coochin do not seem to be mentioned in the legend).
One day when Tibrogargan was gazing out to sea, he perceived a great rising of the waters. He knew then that there was to be a very great flood and he became worried for Beerwah, who had borne him many children and was again pregnant and would not be able to reach the safety of the mountains in the west without assistance.
So he called to his eldest son, Coonowrin, and told him of the flood which was coming and said, “Take your mother, Beerwah, to the safety of the mountains while I gather your brothers and sisters who are at play and I will bring them along.”
When Tibrogargan looked back to see how Coonowrin was tending to his mother he was dismayed to see him running off alone. Now this was a spiritless thing for Coonowrin to do, and as he had shown himself to be a coward he was to be despised.
Tibrogargan became very angry and he picked up his nulla nulla and chased Coonowrin and cracked him over the head with a mighty blow with such force that it dislocated Coonowrin’s neck, and he has never been able to straighten it since.
By and by, the floods subsided and, when the plains dried out the family was able to return to the place where they lived before. Then, when the other children saw Coonowrin they teased him and called “How did you get your wry neck – How did you get your wry neck?” and this made Coonowrin feel ashamed.
So Coonowrin went to Tibrogargan and asked for forgiveness, but the law of the tribe would not permit this. And he wept, for his son had disgraced him. Now the shame of this was very great and Tibrogargan’s tears were many and, as they trickled down they formed a stream which wended its way to the sea.
So Coonowrin went then to his mother, Beerwah, but she also cried, and her tears became a stream and flowed away to the sea. Then, one by one, he went to his brothers and sisters, but they all cried at their brother’s shame.
Then Tibrogargan called to Coonowrin and asked why he had deserted his mother and Coonowrin replied, “She is the biggest of us all and should be able to take care of herself.” But Coonowrin did not know that his mother was again with child, which was the reason for her grossness. Then Tibrogargan put his son behind him and vowed he would never look at him again.
Even to this day Tibrogargan gazes far, far out to sea and never looks at Coonowrin. Coonowrin hangs his head in shame and cries, and his tears run off to the sea, and his mother, Beerwah, is still pregnant, for, you see, it takes many years to give birth to a mountain.”
We finally arrived at Rainbow Bay and I went to check in at Dingo’s. Joel was next door at the Fraser on Rainbow hostel. Now the day before I had called Dingo’s and been transferred to Peter Pan travel, which is connected to the hostel, and had booked 2 nights and a tour of Fraser with them. Since they closed at 5pm Kelly promised to leave the tickets for me at Dingo reception. The conversation with Dingo’s went something like this:
Me: Hi I am checking in
D: do you have a booking?
Me: yes, I booked with Peter Pan along with a day tour tomorrow, Kelly said she would leave the tickets here.
D: we have no booking and no tickets (followed by stairing)
Me: Well I booked with Kelly, do you at least know what time the tour goes
D: no, here let me see some ID. Oh here you are, you are doing the dolphin kayak and you are in room 17.
Me: ummmm, no I am doing a Fraser Tour
D: well I will print them anyway and then we can figure out the rest
Me: this says the tour is on friday at noon, I leave at 8am friday
Me: it also says the ticket expires in 2009
(in the meantime the security guard had walked to Kelly’s house and asked her to call reception – the phone went and there was a short conversation)
D: (opens a drawer right next to her) Here they are, no one told me they were there.
(At this point I don’t know whether to laugh or roll my eyes)
Me: ok great
D: and you are even in the same room, 18.
Me: ummm you said 17 here is the key you gave me.
D: oh here you go. (staring continues)
Me: is there anything I need to know? Which way is my room?
Oh my remind me not to stay there again. She was completely clueless! But I now had everything I needed and went to dump my stuff and head over to the other hostel (the one I should have chosen) to meet Joel for dinner.
Dinner was steak and chips for $10 at the hostel and a free drink courtesy of Joel getting free drinks at the bar. I also met 2 other drivers including Justine who is an international tour guide. She simply decides what country she would like to visit and then finds a tour company, that way all her travel is free and she gets a small pay check out of it. We exchanged details, you never know if that could be my next adventure.
I did not stay up very late as I had an early morning and a rather intense headache from the drive. Thankfully I had thoughtful dorm mates and was soon attempting to sleep. Fraser Island on the ‘morrow!