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Friday, 31 October 2008

Lechon de locha


I was feeling peckish one time. Could not find a sagada lunch in Oz. So I visited a friend in Tamworth.
I says hey Joe! mate I come a-fair-way.
Joseph says okay met, that rhymes with my name hey.
Good so howdo n how’s babe?’
Joe tugged me along and showed me his biggest and meatiest sow and says mabalin sameten.
So I said hang on let me find some firewood.




So I went lookin. And did find some.



However we had to use a blowtorch due to the high risk of fire. The measures in place include banning of open fires and no pinikpikan. What a sight that would have been! A grassfire caused by lotsa litson.
A pork diet is both healthful and invigorating when consumed in moderation of course.
I think it's time for another pilgrimage to Tammy.
And we'll use the firewood this time!









When is a mountain a mountain?

Today I delivered to Mt. Cotton in Redlands Shire near Brisbane. Mount Cotton has many diverse attractions including a winery and breathtaking views across Moreton Bay and to the Gold Coast. I wanted to check out the winery maybe do some wine tasting, but I was there for work. There is also a driver training centre in mt cotton. A couple of the idiot drivers I met on the roads would have been well served doing a course there. But back to place names, to call the place a mountain or mount is really stretching it. Mount indeed! I mean the place I went to, which admittedly is higher than the surrounding plains, is at elevations of 20m above sea level! Where I come from that would be the top of the silt accumulating at the chico river delta in the sea off Appari from all the topsoil flushing down our creeks and streams.
“How many years can a mountain exist?” before you can call it a mount?
The answer gayam, is obviously blowin’ in the moreton bay breeze.
I suppose if we do not look after our mountains there’ll come a time when they’ll be laid bare and get washed to the sea. So let’s help preserve our mountains, our forests, hill and dale, meadow and vale, our land our home.
DENR reports state that the UN ranked the Philippines as the 47th biggest contributor to global warming. CO2 emissions in the country reached an annual average of 41,000 million metric tons in the last decade. Forest fires contribute immensely to these emissions. These happen from February to May at the height of the dry season. Fires on average destroy 2,750 hectares of forest plantation in Central Luzon and account for at least 65 percent of deforestation in the last 15 years. The Cordillera region loses about 130 hectares of forest cover to fires each year(? verification needed). Among the main causes of forest fires are the kaingin system.
So let’s do our bit. Oppose commercial logging. Oppose mining and quarrying. Prevent forest fires. Regulate kaingins and the use of fire as farming tool. Help make our mountains a sustainable resource that will last far into the future.
I was born on that mountain, that mountain’s my home…

Wednesday, 29 October 2008

i've been everywhere man, not

I work for a delivery company. This suits me well because i'm one of those that Hag sings about: I'm on the run, the highway is my home. Well am not running from the Cain that i raised in yesteryears, but am running just the same. In our vernacular, I am of the tnt type: tabon-ng-tabon.
Anyway so this month i did deliveries in parts of queensland: ipswich, brisbane, beaudesert etc. I might be going to north queensland next month. This all depends on our clients.
A few years ago, I was going around NSW to various towns such as Cooma, Wyalong, Goulburn in the south and west. I even drove to the Snowy Mountains. However, that was in the middle of summer so no snow of course. But the views are spectacular there. Just like the mountains back home. There is also the highest town in Australia on top of that mountain range called Cabramurra. It's a small town - just like the restaurant village above Sayangan in Atok near the highest point of the Philippine highways system. It's breezy of course, and warm clothing is essential.
More recently, i have ventured towards the northwest of NSW. Places like Manilla, Tamworth, Dubbo. Even along the north coast i visited Byron Bay, Taree, Ballina and those numerous small towns that attract tourists all year round.
Musical expeditions, and the need to run have brought my feet to Gympie and Jimbour in Queensland. I have been to Cairns in north queensland and tasted the popular bowen mangoes from there on one warm december day.
So many of these sojourns were not work related. I just have the 'urge for going, but I never seem to go'. It's a journey. Might meet you down the road.

more reading, listening and other leisure ideas

This set was my checkouts a couple of months ago. Again i have to disclaim completely reading any of the books. I did enjoy listening to Van the man and a few tracks from the forrest gump soundtrack.


reading ideas

Below is photo of my checkout items from a local library. I have not read them all from cover to cover. This is more like a 'to read' list or better still a catalog of my borrowing history.
So if you have common tastes as me in any of these items, do drop a line.



musings 1

Somewhere in these rugged mountains is Mainit. And from this mountain village and its surrounds is the humble roots of the author. His ancestors come from the hardy tribes that found a home in these mountain fastnesses.


Present musings:
I tend to thrive on a challenge, although not always. Nothing beats the thrill of when your confidence is skyhigh, when the adrenalin is really going and you rise to the occasion. I appreciate when sportspeople say this, though to most it’s cliché. Anyway today was one of those days when you’re asked to perform and expected to deliver. It is the culmination of a very busy six weeks. Might I just say I came through...

In a few days time, I may be gone away again for a couple of weeks. Work requires that I hie off to the north on a job. This has been put off again and again. It is the client’s call so we play things by ear...

This was a strange week as out of the blue I had contact from childhood friends whom I haven’t heard from in more than 20 years. Gretchen rang me last week from Queensland. She’s holidaying there with her hubby. Good of her to ring. She did email me previously when she first arrived in Australia. She said she’ll be in contact. Then last week also, a distant cousin emailed me. Carmen said she is going to Newcastle (NSW) for post-graduate studies. She will keep me posted of the details. I wonder who else is around the corner from out of the blue.