I can remember sitting in 4th grade being asked to work out how old I’d be in the year 2000. It turned out I’d be as old as my dad was. That was unimaginable! I simply couldn’t fathom being that old. And now it’s 2020. Unbelievable.!
Overall 2019 has been a pretty good year for us. No we didn’t win the lotto. No we didn’t upsize / downside our house. And no we haven’t been able to finish paying the house off. But we have made a serious investment in new friends and banking another set of amazing memories.
If you told that fourth grader that he would ride the Swiss alps with Swiss friends, dine overlooking the Colloseum in Rome, or stand in St Mark’s square at 1am drinking with Italian friends in Venice he would never have believed you. Not in a million years.
For too long I worried about what others thought or just didn’t have the courage to believe what was possible. It took me some time before I realised that I was letting others define me. Standing on the top of Schilthorn this year it struck me just how far I have come. There I was yondling with traditional Swiss yondlers in front of a crowd and it was an amazing experience. There is no way 20 year old, 30 year old, or maybe even 40 year old Glen would have done this.
You have to grab life with both hands and give it a good shake. You just never know where you will end up.
In 2018 we discovered a joint love of motorcycle touring on a two-week trip in the US and Canada. Here we met a Swiss couple who we hit it off with. In 2019 Deb earned a cruise to the Greek Islands out of Rome. We took up Alain and Monika’s offer to go to Switzerland and hang out with them. Then I’m yodling at the top of a famous Swiss mountian.
One thing leads to another. And not knowing where you’ll end up is often half the fun.!
2019 in Photos
2019 was a busy year for us and in between all our work commitments we had our youngest daughter’s wedding in February, a number of motorcycle trips, and a European holiday in the middle of the year which included a week riding with friends in Switzerland, Austria, and Italy.
Here is 2019 in photos –
In the closing of 2019 however I am starkly reminded of the contrasts of our great country and the words penned in the early 1900’s by a young Dorothea Mackellar while living in England, homesick for Australia. The most famous words from her poem My Country come from the second stanza.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains,
I love her far horizons,
I lover her Jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
Check out the rest of the poem here as it paints a beautiful picture of Australia and why we love it so much.
Australia is currently experiencing the terror – I look out of my office window and I struggle to see the surrounding hills or even buildings just a couple of blocks away for smoke. My beautiful country is on fire and this week Canberra is recorded as the city with the worst air quality in the world.! And while it’s chocking, everytime I want to complain I think of where this smoke is coming from and how much worse it is there. The beautiful snowy mountains where I was riding just a month ago have been evacuated, with whole towns told to leave, with fire conditions listed as catestrophic and fire efforts moving towards saving lives rather than fighting blazes as they are so big and out-of-control. As I write this – close to 6 million hectares have been burnt out. That’s larger than some European countries.
The below map is only showing fires in New South Wales. There are fires in nearly every State of Australia.
In 2003 Canberra experienced it’s worst bushfire with 4 people dying, 490 injured and destroying 470 homes. This experience is still very raw for many people and with monster fires to our west, south and east, we see it all over social media, every station on television showing horrific images of destroyed neighbourhoods, of whole towns … my city is very much on edge. So even though we are at the heart of suburbia we have talked through what we will take, what is important to us, and what we will do. We have our fire plans in place.
And the scary part is that this is only the first week of January, where typically we start to have problems. But this has been going on for months now with no end in sight.
So it’s hard to think too far into 2020, we just want to get through summer.
13 thoughts on “2019 what a year”
A great post and sounds like a fantastic year! I relate to being defined by others. I was brought up like that. In my mid 40s I am finally shifting to doing what I want and pleasing myself without being selfish, of course. It’s a tough road.
Having experienced the smoke filled city in Sydney only a couple of weeks ago, I understand better than most Europeans just how bad it is. We pray for the rain to help those brave firefighters and hope you stay safe. Thanks for sharing, love the photos!
Today was another bad day with West Sydney hitting 49 degrees and here in Canberra it was 44. We really do need rain. A lot of rain.
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Always great to read your posts Glen,I like you tried to please others until the day I woke up that there’s a big world out there to explore with passion and with someone like minded.You and Deb have have some great adventures,looking forward to your next installment.
Thank you for sharing it all! I hope you and yours are able to stay safe during the fires. I cannot imagine the heartbreak to see your homeland going up in the fires. Take care!
Thanks. Yes it’s devastating to watch it unfold.
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Nice post Glen. I too am surprised (and delighted) at what I have been able to do in recent years. Never dreamt I would feel confident to plan solo rides in the exotic locations I have been to of late even just 10 years ago.
Sure hope some rain falls on those fires asap.
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Very good write-up Glen. Your trip to Europe looked absolutely awesome as did the motorcycle adventures. Now that I have cut my work hours back to 4 x days a week I am looking forward to more stints in the countryside with Sue or even just solo trips. All the best to you and Debbie for the coming year.
All the best for the New Year. Watching the fires from safely across the ditch and hoping that they’ll be under control soon.
It’s amazing to me how fast time flies. As a young man, I used to worry that in the year 2000 I would be 44 years old and how old would that make me. lol
time certainly flies and you realise how important doing stuff now is.