I haven't been writing much at all for the last week, so I figured I'd kick off a day of smooth keyboard fingers with a write-up on the latest Sunshine Coast mapping party.
Both David and I were going to carpool with one James Livingston, who called at the last minute to say he'd just been in an accident and couldn't make it. I don't know if it counts as a contender for the glorious Mapping Accidents page, but it was certainly unfortunate.
I had access to a Getz to I nicked down to David's place and then we headed north to meet the team at Nambour.
It was a good ride. I may have been speeding at one point, but I'll vehemently deny it was deliberate. We made good time as a result, and arrived just before the designated meet-up time.
I had a chicken burger and the training girl behind the counter gave me two fries by mistake. I left them on the table for everyone to eat, and they went cold.
From there we divvied up the Walking Papers into impromptu cake slices, loaded up some of our geocaching attendants with data for them to do their thing, demonstrated Potlatch for Jeff Price and his Venturer Scout, and watched a lonely bag of fries go cold on the table. Awesome meetup.
After about half an hour we paired off and went our own separate ways. BillnCyndi the geocachers didn't seem too keen on the mapping aspect of the day, but John accompanied them around on a small practical demonstration run.
David and I drove out to what I imagine must have been the hilliest part of Nambour (quite aptly named Highworth.) It was amusing watching an exasperated David tapping frantically on his WinCE rig trying to get waypoints in real time as we drove past. Eventually he gave up, so we stopped to do some mapping on foot.
It was productive, although heading out at the peak of the sun's potency was pretty crazy. In my haste to get going I took the “slip, slop, slap” mantra a little loosely, applying a thin and patchy layer of sunscreen to my face and shoulders. Thankfully the short days and mountainous backdrop of the area meant the sun went down early and combined with my jeans (in the filthy heat) and t-shirt (in the fiiilllttthy heat!) helped protect me from most of the sun's damning rays.
David, John and myself met up in the Quota Memorial Park at around four. The other had left earlier, although I hear Jeff and his Venturer whose name I don't recall stuck around the area until about three. (Note: maybe 3 hours mapping is a bit much for a gathering like this. 1 + 3 or 2 + 2 could be a better combination to allow beginners to get a handle on things in the first session?)
In any case, we stuck around for a while, but headed off as the the last light of the day finally siphoned out and over the mountains.
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