Feminists Unite!!

This weekend, and it was the only thing I heard about for the entire week, the boys were involved in the maiden Balgo 'White Fella' cricket test, to be played at the Police Station with about twenty other guys. However, numbers dwindled down to half of that and teams were comprised of skilled and unskilled players which made it quite interesting seeing as everyone had to bat, field, wickie and bowl. I tried and tried to get a spot on a team and believed my intense cricket experience would very much benefit one of the teams and guarantee them a win but was told that being a female, I was ineligible. Boy did I kick up a fuss about that! I headed down to watch the game anyway and cheered on the guys, laughing at the serious lack of coordination many of them had. Finally when the first test was played, the guys asked, no, begged me to play, but were left feeling unlucky when I refused. In all honesty, I couldn't bear to show them up.

Payback was sweet today when I was asked to go on an all women hunting trip down in the Pound. It was the first time any of us had being down there and despite the fact that we didn't go very far due to wet roads, it was quite a trip. We stopped by the dam, a potential camping spot if the amount of ants die down and chilled for a few hours playing in the mud, finding lizards and letting our arson side come out. The kids enjoyed lighting the spinifex surrounding the camp on fire which kept a fair amount of mozzies away and we also made a mud castle and mud cake. One thing I've learnt about these so called hunting trips is that when the roads are inaccessible, it definitely means a lazy afternoon and is probably one of the reasons the women bring so much food. Cathy Lee brought potatoes, soup and a chicken and roasted it over a camp fire for a few hours until it was cooked enough to eat. The kids enjoyed throwing mud at each other and unlike last time, I stayed out of their way and was not a target. However the most interesting part of the trip was being able to cram about fifteen people into one troupie. I was squashed up against the door next to Cathy and kept hitting my head on the door whenever we went over a bump. That explains why I feel so woosy now! But it was a great afternoon and definitely beats the boys day of playing FIFA all day with Anthony. We were planning to go to the waterfall today but will make that a next weekend thing. I love not studying anymore and being able to plan great things to do on weekends! :)

The Dam. Hard to believe we're in the middle of the desert

Sheralie, Sherelle, Leonie and Lyn

MUD!

Callum

The poor lizard that the kids found and proceeded to torture for the next hour.

Me, Lizard and Sheralie

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Product of arsonists

Leonie

Danica

Lunch

The girls

Our Mud Pie