Trev From New Zealand

[Trev (NZ)]

One for the Elvis Fans.   Bluebird asked if I could somehow bring Elvis into one of my tales.  I posted these on a NZ Gold Forum.

 

Well Blue Bird, whats that old saying. A bird in the hand is worth three in the bush, well something kinda like that. But let me take you on a journey.
A few years back I was deep in the mountains, after climbing a very torturous creek, alas it was a Duffer kinda creek, but I had faith in it, so kept climbing and testing. But alas no gold. It looked good, all the right geology, and no he is not a Greek god.

Anyway I finally came to a humongous water fall, that's it I cried , I am going no further. So I just sat on a rock and watched the water cascading down. And as I sat there feeling somewhat dejected and just a little bit down, and I might add completely stuffed. A Bush Robin hopped in front of me. And then damm a Bellbird began to sing, a fantail came to show me her dance. A tui began to chuckle

I lifted my eyes, with wonderment, it seemed all gods little creatures had come to cheer me up. But wait their is more. On a distant ridge, shrouded in mist I saw something. Oh frig I thought, not Barry again. That buggar gets everywhere. But that's not a rifle he's carrying, its a bloody guitar. Oh holly comolly I thought I hope its not Bob Dylan or Joe Crocker. Mind you I do really Like " I get bye with a little help from my friends" by Joe. Just that I wasn't in the mood for it that day.

And then I heard it, " Anywhere is Paradise" it wafted down from the far off ridge. But kept getting closer. Until finally he appeared. Yep bloody Elvis. I was kinda lucky as there was a good rock next to me to sit on. But I had the best rock, and he said you obviously know your rock.

I'll give you half an hour, take a look around. You and I are in Paradise. So we rock and rolled. Time for me to go, he said, after a very special 30 minutes, I have other places to be.

You know the drill he said to me. Yep I said, " Elvis has left the room" Nope he said Paradise is where you find it, and we found it here today.
But now you can say " Elvis has left the Room". Which I did, a wind blew down that lonely valley and the mist blew in. When I turned he was gone. I looked at the ridge and saw two ghostly figures in the encroaching mist, one had a guitar slung over his shoulder, the other a sugar bag pack and a 303 fully wooded rifle. They paused and looked at me. And in the distance I heard the dying strains of " Love me Tender"
And then Barry let a shot go, yep I reckon he kinda likes me. I got a " One Gun Salute" well he does have to conserve his ammo you know.

I made my way back down the creek, and swore I shall always call this " Paradise Creek" a place to return to when I am in need off inspiration
and a bit up of get up and go.

Who knows my brushed back hair mate and he of the sugar bag. May just appear.

But I doubt it. Those things happy only once in a lifetime.

But I'll be looking out for them.

Thanks Bluebird, you got me writing again.


Cheers Trev aka " The Hatter"

[Steve Herschbach]

Great stuff Trev - Thanks for the smile and the chuckle!

[El Dorado]

I have a few of those places too........

[Jim Hemmingway]

Enjoyed these tales... the wit and lively sense of humor ...  thankyou. 

 

Barry Crump...  I've read one of his books, but don't recollect the title.

 

It was an interesting read about a young woman travelling the South Island and meeting her future husband by way of experiencing several successful "adventures" related to prospecting New Zealand greenstone (jade or pounamu) and mining... with a happy ending.  The book has since been donated to our local library.

 

Jim.

[Trev (NZ)]

Thank you Jim and Steve and others.  A friend of mine who dwells in the literary field wants me to write a book of short stories of my adventures.  But I keep putting her off, others on the paydirt  (NZ)forum ) were of the same opinion.  Maybe " One Day".

 

Cheers Trev