Mixed berry smoothies are amazing (Taken with instagram)
I remember this one bloke I was mates with, and Me, him and a few other people would train every day, and he was really fucking good.
He constantly exceeded everyone else in everything, and despite the fact that he was a bit of a weird dude, and pretty cocky, we all liked him, and he was more than happy to encourage everyone else.
After training for about 2 months he was already better than people that had been training for years.
Anyway now he just smokes heaps of pot.
your stories always end really abruptly
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talkingbackwardscollectingspace:
iwillneverforgivemyself:
A work in progress.
This particular feature of Newcastle is called the Bogey Hole. The bath and the etymology is interesting and terrifying.
Bogey - In English folklore a horrible evil spirit or hobgoblin, usually big and black, who scares children. The “Bogey-Man” or “Boogie-Man” arrives at night and appears in bedrooms and at the sides of beds. In appearance the bogey often looks like the dark silhouette of a man. The bogey is called the bwg (ghost) in Welsh, bogle in Scotland, and Boggelmann in German. Among other names are bug-a-boo, boo, bugbear,bock, and boggart. The Irish puca is similar. Bogey also is another name for the DEVIL.
Rosemary Ellen Guiley, The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology
So, it’s the Demon Hole, right? Best bet of how it got its name is best told in the story of how it was made.
The Bogey Hole was cut from ~20x15x2 meters of solid mudstone by picks and chisels on the order of the governor of Newcastle at the time (~1819) Major James Morriset - to build him a bath. Seriously. This was his bath.
By every account was a horror of a man. The cat o’ nine tails was used ‘hourly’ under the command of the man, and at least five, count them, five times a mutiny sprung up to try and kill and overthrow him. Keep in mind, even though this these were hardened criminals (Newcastle is famously the place where allllll the psychopaths, murderers, rapists and other such types were sent. Keep in mind those who settled Sydney were sent to New Holland on criminal charges amazingly petty [my great great etc grandfather was sent to Sydney for stealing a handkerchief] so the REAL criminals went to my current berg.) there was never a single mutiny in 30 years of convict habitation.
In short, the man was without mercy and there are reports the bastard revelled in the pain he gave the convicts. So we have here a sadist who demanded that a huge amount of solid rock be cut, right next to a huge rip on the lip of the ocean, by hand, for his personal enjoyment, by murderers. Such is the Demon Hole.
But here’s another thing- the Bogey Hole is fucking scary shit. At any time of day those waves lash it relentlessly. Just left of frame there is a split in the rocks, creating a blowhole, spitting whitewater 5 meters high. When the waves recede, the water has enough force due to the shape of the rocks to suck you either clear into another rip and carry you out to sea, or into jagged fucking rocks just below the water top left.
Every 3rd wave makes the Bogey Hole deeply overflow and temporarily join the Pacific Ocean, which means if you’re not careful, you’ll be sailing out to sea. Those guys in the picture are at low tide, which is a little bit safer but they still have balls.
And continuing my last post about stairs, look at the damn things. There’s three stairs clean fucking missing bottom left. There’s more gone just out of frame.
And people STILL swim in it after all of this shit I’ve just said. The general consensus is that they’re batshit insane.
I get scared just sitting at the top looking down on the damn thing.
I am batshit insane, then haha. I’ve swum in this a couple of times, and I’ve been lashed against the rocks but nothing too bad. My mum got washed OVER the rocks when she was younger too.
And yes the stairs are incredibly dangerous. You’re probably right in saying there’s only 3 clear steps down, out of something like.. 10 - 15 steps?
I find it nice to sit on the steps sometimes though.
I was under the impression it was built for his daughter?
Regardless the Bogey hole is great to look at, when people were still swimming there regularly it was fucking disgusting.
But now I just like to go there and watch the waves on stormy days.
i loved this plave as a child dad used to take us there all the time](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3jo84qjWo1r5bg70o1_1280.jpg)
talkingbackwardscollectingspace:
A work in progress.
This particular feature of Newcastle is called the Bogey Hole. The bath and the etymology is interesting and terrifying.
Bogey - In English folklore a horrible evil spirit or hobgoblin, usually big and black, who scares children. The “Bogey-Man” or “Boogie-Man” arrives at night and appears in bedrooms and at the sides of beds. In appearance the bogey often looks like the dark silhouette of a man. The bogey is called the bwg (ghost) in Welsh, bogle in Scotland, and Boggelmann in German. Among other names are bug-a-boo, boo, bugbear,bock, and boggart. The Irish puca is similar. Bogey also is another name for the DEVIL.
Rosemary Ellen Guiley, The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology
So, it’s the Demon Hole, right? Best bet of how it got its name is best told in the story of how it was made.The Bogey Hole was cut from ~20x15x2 meters of solid mudstone by picks and chisels on the order of the governor of Newcastle at the time (~1819) Major James Morriset - to build him a bath. Seriously. This was his bath.
By every account was a horror of a man. The cat o’ nine tails was used ‘hourly’ under the command of the man, and at least five, count them, five times a mutiny sprung up to try and kill and overthrow him. Keep in mind, even though this these were hardened criminals (Newcastle is famously the place where allllll the psychopaths, murderers, rapists and other such types were sent. Keep in mind those who settled Sydney were sent to New Holland on criminal charges amazingly petty [my great great etc grandfather was sent to Sydney for stealing a handkerchief] so the REAL criminals went to my current berg.) there was never a single mutiny in 30 years of convict habitation.
In short, the man was without mercy and there are reports the bastard revelled in the pain he gave the convicts. So we have here a sadist who demanded that a huge amount of solid rock be cut, right next to a huge rip on the lip of the ocean, by hand, for his personal enjoyment, by murderers. Such is the Demon Hole.
But here’s another thing- the Bogey Hole is fucking scary shit. At any time of day those waves lash it relentlessly. Just left of frame there is a split in the rocks, creating a blowhole, spitting whitewater 5 meters high. When the waves recede, the water has enough force due to the shape of the rocks to suck you either clear into another rip and carry you out to sea, or into jagged fucking rocks just below the water top left.
Every 3rd wave makes the Bogey Hole deeply overflow and temporarily join the Pacific Ocean, which means if you’re not careful, you’ll be sailing out to sea. Those guys in the picture are at low tide, which is a little bit safer but they still have balls.
And continuing my last post about stairs, look at the damn things. There’s three stairs clean fucking missing bottom left. There’s more gone just out of frame.
And people STILL swim in it after all of this shit I’ve just said. The general consensus is that they’re batshit insane.
I get scared just sitting at the top looking down on the damn thing.
I am batshit insane, then haha. I’ve swum in this a couple of times, and I’ve been lashed against the rocks but nothing too bad. My mum got washed OVER the rocks when she was younger too.
And yes the stairs are incredibly dangerous. You’re probably right in saying there’s only 3 clear steps down, out of something like.. 10 - 15 steps?
I find it nice to sit on the steps sometimes though.
I was under the impression it was built for his daughter?
Regardless the Bogey hole is great to look at, when people were still swimming there regularly it was fucking disgusting.
But now I just like to go there and watch the waves on stormy days.
i loved this plave as a child dad used to take us there all the time
