06-Jul-2000 -- The day Lorette and I drove to 28S 153E (and
also 28S 152E) was in between times that I had to teach a class and deliver
a lecture at the SAGE-AU conference at Bond University. Lorette had rented
a car, and since her husband Bill and daughter Kestrel were far more
interested in attempting to destroy their vestibular-ocular systems on roller
coasters, we dropped them at the Dreamworld amusement park and set off for
the hills.
Literally. Armed with a large scale map of Queensland and a really bad set
of downloaded maps in the Garmin, we drove over hill and dale, passing very
long dead volcanic cones, lots of eucalypts and evergreens, until we reached
the town of Beaudesert.
Finding the confluence was easy -- and so was getting to it -- all it takes is
some imagination. We rang the doorbell of a very nice old lady, and asked her
if we might walk across her yard and take a couple of pictures. When she
inquired why we wanted to do that, we asked, "Well, have you ever seen
a GPS?" "Oh, yes," she replied. "Well, there's this bunch
of crazy yanks who go to degree confluences, taking pictures... " and she
was sold!
Initially, she just pointed across the field, but then she walked with us to the
gate, which we couldn't get open. So I jumped over the fence, and walked the
additional 75 yards to the confluence. When we left, she even gave us some
fresh macadamia nuts -- we cracked them right there, yummy!