<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018468846326301569</id><updated>2011-08-02T07:47:43.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacqueline and Michael</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacq and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385282346758965760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoM7Vp5UdUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WtUZ1ZGlxLc/S220/n10105478_7899%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018468846326301569.post-1414110688199817251</id><published>2009-09-21T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:36:36.030+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Dust Never Settles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZQhPmbIpI/AAAAAAAAACA/6aQmBWYH9yw/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZQhPmbIpI/AAAAAAAAACA/6aQmBWYH9yw/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383578936621605522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Dust Never Settles&lt;br /&gt;Birdsville Cup Races 2009&lt;br /&gt;Quoted in Lonely Planet Australia, “Queensland’s most remote settlement has novelty value on this merit alone, but for brownie points visit during September for one of Australia’s most famous - and perhaps booziest - races. The big event is the annual Birdsville Cup horse races held the first weekend in September. It attracts up to 6,500 racing and boozing enthusiasts from all over Australia- some years there are upwards of 300 airplanes parked in the dust outside Birdsville’s only pub, which trucks in tens of thousands of cans of beer for the weekend carnival!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroaB1s7sOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UOvmTtVaYGE/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroaB1s7sOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UOvmTtVaYGE/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384644923372581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loading the car on our drive way.... I don't pack light and especially not before camping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I got home from America in June, Michael would not hush about how much he wanted for us to go to Birdsville for the Birdsville Cup Races. Of course I asked just a few questions….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it? 1657 km west of Brisbane in the Outback of Australia&lt;br /&gt;Can we fly there? No, it will take us at least 2 days to drive there&lt;br /&gt;Will it be hot? Very, it is desert but very cold at night&lt;br /&gt;Will I see kangaroos? Only dead on the side of the road or running towrd our car when we are driving&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that the trip Anthony (Michael’s brother) hit a cow on a couple years ago? Yup!&lt;br /&gt;Where will we stay? Camping in a tent….On the way there, we will pull by the side of the road and camp. When we get to Birdsville we have to hope we can stay in the caravan park with about 3,000 other people.&lt;br /&gt;Can I bring my hair straightener? NO!&lt;br /&gt;My answer: NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, the answers Michael gave me to all of my questions was exactly what I didn’t want to hear. After much convincing, I finally gave in. I complained and whinged until we got on the road on September 1st. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofAkDq7BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UrDyT3iBGhU/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofAkDq7BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UrDyT3iBGhU/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384650399014382610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crew includes Anthony (Michael’s brother) and his wife Sherry, and Mickey V. (Michael’s friend) and his girlfriend, Katie. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/Sroj018jiMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nSD-AePVgho/s1600-h/IMG_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/Sroj018jiMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nSD-AePVgho/s320/IMG_0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384655695216085186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, I pre-made our meals, packed tons of clothes because I was warned of the dust, and showered right before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I worked all day and Michael went to Uni, we got on the road to Dalby at about 5:30pm on Sept. 1st.  As we got further&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodPdR6GmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qTT2EjuquQg/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodPdR6GmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qTT2EjuquQg/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384648455869831778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and further from the city (Brisbane) there was less of everything. Less cars, less trees, less toilets, etc..Dalby is approximately 220 kms from Brisbane. Anthony and Sherry met us in Dalby where we stayed at Sherry’s sisters house. Mickey V. and Katie continued onto Roma where they stayed in a motel. They were able to leave earlier than us form Brisbane because they didn’t have to work all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2nd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodOyhVBsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1GoKReWo3X4/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodOyhVBsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1GoKReWo3X4/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384648444391786178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke in Dalby at 3:00am and were on the road by 3:20am with an aim at driving 1,100kms to Windorah in one day. Windorah had international yabby races tonight and we thought that would be quite an experience. (Yabbies are fresh water crayfish). On the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodQIOkWdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/a6xirtDfqik/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrodQIOkWdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/a6xirtDfqik/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384648467398547922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;way from Dalby to Roma, I got to see my first kangaroo, DEAD, and lots of them! We picked up Mickey V. and Katie in Roma at about 6:30am and kept on truckin’. I was amazed at how calm and peaceful the drive was. It was so nice to be able to stop in a little remote town of a couple hundred people along the way. The towns were little country towns of lots of cowboys! From Roma we drove to Mitchell, 88kms, were we stopped to take a dip in the Artesian Springs. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZSMPNF9SI/AAAAAAAAACI/kOt685DJNkI/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZSMPNF9SI/AAAAAAAAACI/kOt685DJNkI/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383580774761362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofALVFtBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/emap0puqHuw/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofALVFtBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/emap0puqHuw/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384650392376554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bore water, which comes out of the ground at 38 degrees Celsius is piped up into a spa. We went into the resort like spa area and had our shower for the day. We jumped back on the road with our next destination, Charleville, 178kms. We stopped for Michael to buy a ridiculously expensive Akubra cowboy hat and a loaf of bread. Charleville is a beautiful little town of 600 people and the last place that has reception  going west. From Roma onwards there was more road kill than I ever imagined. At one point we counted 22 dead kangaroos in less than 1km distance. It is extremely dangerous to drive once it starts getting dark because kangaroos are nocturnal and this is the area where they are most prominent. Your 4WD must be built like a tank if you are daring enough to drive in the dark. The road trains, which are VERY long trucks, just plow through them because they drive during the night.&lt;br /&gt;We passed though Quilpie, 210kms, to get fuel on our way to Windorah, another 246kms.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofBUNU48I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LrC2jWOg7uY/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrofBUNU48I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LrC2jWOg7uY/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384650411939783618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a close encounter with an emu not far out of Quilpie. Between the 3 cars we had driving out to Birdsville we were radioing (UH&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZPAAJYgrI/AAAAAAAAABw/0-ZrgmVKVDg/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZPAAJYgrI/AAAAAAAAABw/0-ZrgmVKVDg/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383577266025956018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;F) back and forth to each other about what animals or precautions to take ahead. I kept on missing everything the other cars were telling me to look out for and then all of a sudden Mikey sees an emu heading straight toward the side of the car…. He sped up and moved a bit off the road and the emu was still coming towards us until it decided to turn and go the opposite way. Luckily emu’s are smart enough not to plow into a car unlike kangaroos. This emu was taller than our car too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/Srogfcs5AEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fJ73d0y3l-A/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/Srogfcs5AEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fJ73d0y3l-A/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384652029127360578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew we wer&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZSMjx-eII/AAAAAAAAACQ/zcW1gy2wK_0/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZSMjx-eII/AAAAAAAAACQ/zcW1gy2wK_0/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383580780284770434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e not going to make it to Windorah before dark L and it was pretty close to dusk so we pulled over to the side of the road behind some sand dunes at about 5:15pm. We thought we would rather be safe than sorry! The flies were absolutely horrendous. I have never seen so many in my life. Sherry bought Katie and I a fly net to wear over our heads, which I have to say that and my wellies/gum boots were the 2 things I would not have survived without! First we pulled out some cleansers (drinks), then we put up our tent, made a campfire and some dinner and went to bed for the night. As much as I say I’m not a fan of camping, it is quite relaxing and I always have a very peaceful sleep.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrogeowLpYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/l-UJ09SCiq8/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrogeowLpYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/l-UJ09SCiq8/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384652015182521730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 3rd:&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at about 6:30am and were on the road to Birdsville at 7:30am. We still had about 120kms to Windorah where we stopped to get fuel. This was th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrogeAMW9BI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i77-am_PtTY/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrogeAMW9BI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i77-am_PtTY/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384652004294849554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e last fuel stop before Birdsville which is 394kms from Windorah. We g&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZP5lbtq-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5H79seoczbc/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZP5lbtq-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5H79seoczbc/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383578255287495650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ot 109kms of bitumen (concrete) road and then it was gravel road the rest of the way. It was quite fun driving on the gravel, but the dust was pretty bad. We were very lucky it rained the day before because it settled the dust a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Birdsville at about 2:30pm which shows how long it took us to get through that gravel road. The caravan park was already full so we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiUI9lLyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EtQKq_15OqI/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiUI9lLyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EtQKq_15OqI/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384654033873350434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZUqtT-gyI/AAAAAAAAACY/O9zylzFVz3w/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZUqtT-gyI/AAAAAAAAACY/O9zylzFVz3w/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383583497262629666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiVQnEYYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T2rShQBZfSE/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiVQnEYYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/T2rShQBZfSE/s320/IMG_1797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384654053106278786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiU4rxl-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/OtnjxPVY7xw/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroiU4rxl-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/OtnjxPVY7xw/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384654046683568098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018468846326301569-1414110688199817251?l=jacqandmichael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/feeds/1414110688199817251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-dust-never-settles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/1414110688199817251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/1414110688199817251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-dust-never-settles.html' title='Where the Dust Never Settles'/><author><name>Jacq and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385282346758965760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoM7Vp5UdUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WtUZ1ZGlxLc/S220/n10105478_7899%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZQhPmbIpI/AAAAAAAAACA/6aQmBWYH9yw/s72-c/IMG_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018468846326301569.post-6211539512527984574</id><published>2009-08-25T21:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:48:00.969+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ekka</title><content type='html'>Mikey and I went to "The Ekka" on Saturday. "The Ekka" is the Aussie slang for the exhibition. We had 2 days off of school because it is such a big event. I had no idea what to expect and Michael hadn't been there since he was a little kid. We had a blast walking around from about noon until about 10:30pm. Wewent to and did all of the highlights that Michael used to do when he was a kid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZM6AtYBFI/AAAAAAAAABY/n4Uv2I0MTz8/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZM6AtYBFI/AAAAAAAAABY/n4Uv2I0MTz8/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383574964074447954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroSTujCCYI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ePhlOsPKmo/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroSTujCCYI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ePhlOsPKmo/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384636434596628866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show bags are the hit items to buy at the Ekka. When Michael was a kid, he and his brother were not allowed to go to the show bag pavilion until the end of the day because they would never leave there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroRnIh72cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X2CsUeW4i2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroRnIh72cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/X2CsUeW4i2Q/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384635668477237698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZOMKQkOJI/AAAAAAAAABo/Wj2BKDW5sYg/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZOMKQkOJI/AAAAAAAAABo/Wj2BKDW5sYg/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383576375387240594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sleeping cow.... how sweet haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroRmXQ2u3I/AAAAAAAAACw/CRWshDyAqnU/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroRmXQ2u3I/AAAAAAAAACw/CRWshDyAqnU/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384635655252261746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milking a cow... What has Australia done to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroQqW0y6vI/AAAAAAAAACo/2W1-9RZjCOA/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroQqW0y6vI/AAAAAAAAACo/2W1-9RZjCOA/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384634624342420210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy blacksmith of a boyfriend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroWcXdMFLI/AAAAAAAAADw/5igPovWe6pY/s1600-h/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroWcXdMFLI/AAAAAAAAADw/5igPovWe6pY/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384640981063439538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Show Alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroUQatymoI/AAAAAAAAADI/3EIRJdPPiHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroUQatymoI/AAAAAAAAADI/3EIRJdPPiHQ/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384638576756693634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of Brisbane city from the chair lift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroWczGb48I/AAAAAAAAAD4/thBkM9pqNes/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroWczGb48I/AAAAAAAAAD4/thBkM9pqNes/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384640988484199362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Show Alley (from the chair lift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroURv4etEI/AAAAAAAAADY/4QNaWUu3Coo/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroURv4etEI/AAAAAAAAADY/4QNaWUu3Coo/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384638599618540610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the motor biker in the air? I was extremely scared for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroURIffW8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1caIKAqQEcA/s1600-h/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroURIffW8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1caIKAqQEcA/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384638589044743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precision Driving Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroVXSK15WI/AAAAAAAAADg/WRkhUrMGufA/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroVXSK15WI/AAAAAAAAADg/WRkhUrMGufA/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384639794233337186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Ekka on the last day so it was an extra special night for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroVX8kFf9I/AAAAAAAAADo/SlOYSde90dM/s1600-h/IMG_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SroVX8kFf9I/AAAAAAAAADo/SlOYSde90dM/s320/IMG_0337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384639805613506514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted but we had such a fun day being kids again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018468846326301569-6211539512527984574?l=jacqandmichael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/feeds/6211539512527984574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/ekka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/6211539512527984574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/6211539512527984574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/ekka.html' title='The Ekka'/><author><name>Jacq and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385282346758965760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoM7Vp5UdUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WtUZ1ZGlxLc/S220/n10105478_7899%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SrZM6AtYBFI/AAAAAAAAABY/n4Uv2I0MTz8/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018468846326301569.post-5618909067363826314</id><published>2009-08-13T13:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:32:01.337+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We will miss you Uncle Randy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoOJGq60FXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wJ-id0HfRE8/s1600-h/Jackie%27s+Camera+450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoOJGq60FXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wJ-id0HfRE8/s320/Jackie%27s+Camera+450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369285928448955762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may already know, we lost one of the most important people in our lives on Tuesday morning about 7:20am. Uncle Randy was my sisters God Father whom I looked at as a second father to me. He was my Dads very best friend which makes it hard to see someone so close to my Dad leave us. I spoke with him on Sunday and he seemed to be very jolly watching his football game. I was very happy to hear him so upbeat and the last thing I said to him was, "I love you and I will check in with you soon". I was quite shocked to hear the sad news from my parents on Wednesday morning (my time), but Uncle Randy has been battling cancer for long enough and we are happy to say he is in a better place now. Please keep his family, especially his daughter, Liz in your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018468846326301569-5618909067363826314?l=jacqandmichael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/feeds/5618909067363826314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-will-miss-you-uncle-randy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/5618909067363826314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/5618909067363826314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-will-miss-you-uncle-randy.html' title='We will miss you Uncle Randy!'/><author><name>Jacq and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385282346758965760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoM7Vp5UdUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WtUZ1ZGlxLc/S220/n10105478_7899%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoOJGq60FXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wJ-id0HfRE8/s72-c/Jackie%27s+Camera+450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018468846326301569.post-297822726622507122</id><published>2009-08-13T07:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:57:36.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Blog</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I am so very excited to have a blog! My girlfriend, McCall has a blog and it makes it so easy for me to be updated with how she is going, so I thought Michael and I would start one so you can keep up with us and our ever changing lives. I will try to update often, but it is up to you to keep on checking to be sure I am not too slack. Please write comments too! XOXO Little J and M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018468846326301569-297822726622507122?l=jacqandmichael.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/feeds/297822726622507122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/297822726622507122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018468846326301569/posts/default/297822726622507122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacqandmichael.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-new-blog.html' title='Our New Blog'/><author><name>Jacq and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385282346758965760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFKm43Pr3ww/SoM7Vp5UdUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WtUZ1ZGlxLc/S220/n10105478_7899%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
