A radical life changing story of how a woman walks away from her 'norm' seeking ancient knowledge first from the Aboriginal Australians and then finding her path being steered towards Tibetan Buddhism.
What a delight it was to have BLUE DRAGONFLYS on our head and arms at a beautiful river in Ravenshoe, Queensland, Australia.
Ravenshoe is the highest town in Queensland at 930 metres above sea level. I’ve heard that the Indigenous Australians of the Ravenshoe district are the Jirrbal people who speak a dialect of the Dyirbal language. At this stage I have not properly connected with any of the traditional owners from Ravenshoe.
Ravenshoe is a small little town with very few shops in it. We stayed at my dear friend Krishna’s place, and just behind his place is a spectacular river. We spent most of one day in this amazing spot swimming, ate a picnic and then fishing. In this below picture you can see how the water rushes down into a few different little water pools. We swam up this and sat in the different water pools. It was here that the blue dragonflys decided to join us.
As we travelled up stream we discovered some amazing fishing holes. We had no bait with us. We had no fishing rod. We did have hooks, sinkers and a hand line.
We caught grasshoppers and insects as the bait for the little fish…. we made a rod from the branch of a tree and tied the line and a small hook to it. When we caught a little fish it was used as bait to catch a bigger fish.
It was pure bliss in this heavenly spot. I mean, can you see how beautiful it is? Imagine being there yourself one day!
After we had two good size fish for dinner we caught an eel. I had it on my line and boy oh boy it was heavy! And then when we reeled it in it was wiggly like a snake – much to my digust. What on earth would we be doing with that?
Well, my friend has eaten fresh water eel many of times – but this time we let the poor bugger go back into the water. Supposedly there’s a bit of preparation with an eel – and we had two fish to eat already.
Now this experience has got me more curious about what eel would actually taste like. And how would you prepare and cook such a thing? Next time we catch an eel I’d like to cook it for dinner – just to try it.
By the way – I’m not all that used to fishing – but with each experience I’m learning. I could confidently catch a small fish now – but the big ones – well, geepers, I’m not sure how to handle them yet. And certainly would (try not to) freak if I caught an eel while fishing by myself! Lol. More things to learn.
Ah, just down the road from Ravenshoe is the amazing INNOT HOT SPRINGS where hot water comes from underground making it a very relaxing deeply warming place to relax.
The world is filled with so many spectacular places!