Esam - Australian Tour Diary , by Eve Esam:
2004- on the road
Throughout our tour
it was my intention to maintain a Tour Diary
on our website for those interested to follow
us on tour. My nanna always told me “the
way to hell was paved with good intentions”.
Well I hang my head in shame to those of you
who diligently looked to find a new chapter
to the adventure of the Esam circus on tour.
Unfortunately my time that I should have been
writing I spent fighting with my kids in a caravan
park somewhere trying to get them to do their
school work. So now we are home! I have been
asked by many to continue our story so for you
I will and is as follows:
Friday 14th of November we arrive in Townsville.
YEEE HAAAAA!!! It has been 4 months since we
have seen the sea and had just finished the
driest trek so far through Central QLD. We set
up camp in a caravan park full of excitement
and vigour falling over each other to drag the
push bikes off the roof, the swimmers and the
towels out of the tubs under the bed, the tennis
racquets out of somewhere and we were off to
the beach. Salt water, sunshine, palm trees
what more could we want- well maybe life would
have been perfect except we had forgotten about
the stingers. All that ocean and we couldn’t
get in it due to the highly poisonous Box Jelly
Fish. It wasn’t long though and we found
to our amazement the best water foreshore area
we have ever seen in Australia. Townsville Council
3 years earlier after a major Cyclone had built
along the ocean edge of Townsville approx 6
kms of Public Park equipped with bike and walking
tracks, BBQ’s, beautiful gardens, exercise
points, cafes, a fantastic water park for the
kids and a sea pool built like a huge rock pool
overlooking the ocean. For the next 1-2 weeks
this became our playground as we pretended we
were triathletes running, swimming, sunning,
biking, playing tennis and paying for it with
all our aches and pains.
A great Sunday afternoon gig was spent at Baxtas
Bar and Grill a Restaurant full of Rodeo paraphernalia
on the canals of Townsville. We enjoyed a day
with the kids at the Aquarium and then treated
ourselves to a night at a Resort on Magnetic
Island, a rugged and picturesque island only
a short ferry trip from Townsville. Here we
caught up with Rods brother Ryan and his partner
Meredith who had won a trip to the same Resort.
It was time to move on down the coast where
Rod played at The Merinda Pub near Bowen and
the Prince of Wales Hotel Proserpine. Arriving
at Maryborough to stay with my father Rod sang
at the Maryborough Cricket Club and The West
Side Tavern. Rod was asked to sing at the local
Nursing home, which he did to the great delight
of the residents and to the horror of our children.
Not having been into a nursing home before it
was a real eye opener to them. The afternoon
left Rod and I with a tear in our eye and a
lump in our throats, while the kids left dumbfounded
and speechless with Zac claiming that he wouldn’t
put me in a home after all….hmmmm we’ll
Our day in Bundaberg goes down in our books
as a “great day”. It started off
with a family trip to the Rum Factory. It fitted
in well with our school work as Daniel was doing
a project on automation and the three boys couldn’t
wait to try some rum. To their absolute disappointment
they only ended up with molasses on a paddle
pop stick, dad and I got the Rum. To finish
off a fun day we visited Mon Repo the Turtle
Sanctuary. This experience is a must for everyone
as it shares one of natures great wonders. On
arriving at the National Park set on the beach
we spent quite a few hours reading and watching
the information provided on the History of the
sanctuary and the turtles. During the laying
season thousands of visitors each year accompany
the scientists down to the beach to quietly
sit and watch the wonder of a giant logger head
turtle lay her eggs in a hole she has dug on
the beach. Such a slow and arduous effort it
appears to be for the lonely turtle who then
leaves her babies in the sand while she turns
back to the light of the moon, making her way
back into the dark cold sea. A fascinating experience
for us all.
The turtles laid at this time would hatch about
Feb- March. Only 1 in 1,000 of the hatchlings
survive. They crawl out of the sand down to
the sea and disappear into the Eastern Australian
current for approx 10 years and are next seen
again about the size of dinner plates. In this
time they have travelled thousands of Km’s
all by themselves. The male turtles never return
to land. When the females are about 30 they
start to mate having a wild old night in the
mating season with as many males as possible.
She then stores the sperm and fertilises her
eggs intermittently to lay 3 batches of approx
170 (each time )eggs over the laying season.
Amazingly the female will return to the same
beach where she was hatched after travelling
thousands of Km’s for 30 years and more
to lay her own eggs. Mon Repo commenced its
scientific studies of turtles in the 1960’s.
It was exciting to find out the turtle we watched
laying her eggs in fact was the very first turtle
that was tagged by these scientists 40 years
ago. They estimated her to be over 70 years
old. We are all keen now to return to Mon Repo
during the hatching season to watch all the
babies make their way to the surface and run
down to the sea. It really was a great day!
We called into the North Pine Country Club Christmas
Party and joined in with the artists to knock
out a song or too before returning to our local
area for Christmas. As our house was occupied
we stayed with some friends and enjoyed some
beautiful days on lour local beaches getting
ready for the Tamworth Country Music Festival.
TAMWORTH COUNTRY MUSIC
Another busy year
for us at Tamworth, with Rod performing 28 spots
Rod on stage with
Peter Sheehan and Friends
Here he is on Peel St and with Wendy at the
Highlight of the Festival
was that Rod and I were nominated in the TSA
Top 5 New Songwriters of the Year with the title
track of the Album “Earthmover”.
Only a couple of days into the Festival I had
a run in with a security door much to my horror,
looking the worse for wear as you can see.
Eve with busted nose.
So Rod became a Target as a wife basher and
I became one of his best jokes. So next Festival
I’m staying away from doors.
This year was our first time to enter into the
Cavalcade Street Parade during the Festival.
A friend of ours Andy from home had bought our
dream car a black F250 and he was kind enough
to drive it for us in the Cavalcade.
Rod wiping trailer
getting ready for Cavalcade
Barb, Andy and Eve
as the Marshals
Even though Tamworth flooded this year the Council
act quickly and campers were resettled quickly.
The Tamworth Festival held in January each year,
is a must experience for everyone. Even if you
are not avid Country Music followers the atmosphere
promotes FUN, FUN, FUN with a huge variety of
For more information about next years Festival
go to www.countrymusic.com
or phone the Tamworth Tourist Information Centre
0n 02 67554300.
We’ll see you there!