We arrived at our site just as the sun was setting. It had been a long day so far with packing down the big-top, loading the trailers and all of us dealing with mild heat stroke. Luke had gone ahead with the first trailer and by the time I arrived, he'd magically laid out the entire tent on the grass, hammered in the peg line and preset everything for us to lift the tent in the morning. He was exhausted.
We pulled up by the lake and detached the seating trailer. I wandered over to Luke with an offering of an ice cold ginger beer - this has become one our tour treats on super hard working days. With the sun fast disappearing behind the hills, we figured it was time to get our new generator running - this entire stand was going to have to be powered by our tiny little motor as there was no power anywhere near this site.
Luke was pouring over the manuals and poking things on the generator - none of us had ever had to use one before so this was a bit of a new adventure.
Unfortunately for us we failed at making it work, and by the time that night had fully set in, we had long given up and an early night was had by all.
Dawn peaked over the lake and three over-tired, slightly damp and sleep deprived circus performers muddled over to the breakfast table. Only one thing would make today happen, and that was a very strong cup of coffee.
We all looked at each other.. the kettle needed the generator.
The boys once again took up residence beside our little unstartable motor and I prepared a coffee plunger in the vain hope that somehow we would be able to get the electricity happening..
Alas. We did not.
But our efforts did manage to attract the attention of a very tame black swan, which decided that it understood our generator far better than we, and set about chasing us one by one away from our electricity maker!
Eventually, we gave in and that's right, it was Dad to the rescue! Jerry stopped off on the way to work and somehow with mystical knowledge of gadgets managed to make the generator go.
We plugged the kettle in and waited with baited breath…
The generator died.
Then we realised the kettle required nearly twice the current that our little machine could make, and it was back to the drawing board for morning coffee.
*sigh*
Thank goodness for the back up gas stove we had tucked! Coffee was finally achieved!
We pulled up by the lake and detached the seating trailer. I wandered over to Luke with an offering of an ice cold ginger beer - this has become one our tour treats on super hard working days. With the sun fast disappearing behind the hills, we figured it was time to get our new generator running - this entire stand was going to have to be powered by our tiny little motor as there was no power anywhere near this site.
Luke was pouring over the manuals and poking things on the generator - none of us had ever had to use one before so this was a bit of a new adventure.
Unfortunately for us we failed at making it work, and by the time that night had fully set in, we had long given up and an early night was had by all.
Dawn peaked over the lake and three over-tired, slightly damp and sleep deprived circus performers muddled over to the breakfast table. Only one thing would make today happen, and that was a very strong cup of coffee.
We all looked at each other.. the kettle needed the generator.
The boys once again took up residence beside our little unstartable motor and I prepared a coffee plunger in the vain hope that somehow we would be able to get the electricity happening..
Alas. We did not.
But our efforts did manage to attract the attention of a very tame black swan, which decided that it understood our generator far better than we, and set about chasing us one by one away from our electricity maker!
Eventually, we gave in and that's right, it was Dad to the rescue! Jerry stopped off on the way to work and somehow with mystical knowledge of gadgets managed to make the generator go.
We plugged the kettle in and waited with baited breath…
The generator died.
Then we realised the kettle required nearly twice the current that our little machine could make, and it was back to the drawing board for morning coffee.
*sigh*
Thank goodness for the back up gas stove we had tucked! Coffee was finally achieved!
Hi Eve
ReplyDeleteI wish you and Luke and everyone else all the luck in the world, I am sure your hard work and dedication will pay off for you.
I have also exhorted my daughter to bring my granddaughters to see your performance - the two girls are both into callisthenics & the elder is on the ACT National rep team, so I reckon your show is right up their alley.
All the best
Chris (friend of your delightful mother)
Oh dear Eve, I cannot function or even be nice without coffee. I think I would have curled up in the corner and cried.
ReplyDeleteGood for you to persist.
Wishing you all the luck in the world.
Dian