I seem to have a powerful 'weirdo magnet' but I'm trying to lose that.

Frankly, I'm here because I'm watching my dreams fade away.

What are these dreams?

A quiet life, to avoid whatever hassles I can but to keep a sense of responsibilty when it's needed. To meet society on my terms without being a bludger and to strive toward a degree of self sufficiency on my little piece of Oz.
To enjoy our freedoms although they slip away with every new law and with the increasing local population.
To fix what I can and to laugh at what I can't change.
To share what I have with somebody special who takes the road less travelled, whichever road that may be.
Somebody who likes to jump on a motorcycle (not a Harley), rider or pillion, and explore the back roads, the places where a burger is still a burger, a sandwich thick and tasty and the traffic thin (and probably tasteless). Perhaps there may even be a pump attendant at the servo but those places are few now.

Somebody who would rather talk (and have their feet massaged, why I don't know, I just like doing it) than watch drivel on TV, but somebody who can cope with my dissappearing to the shed to tinker as tinkering is what I do.

The other half of what is needed to keep the dreams that started way back alive as I simply can't see myself playing in the 'mainstream' again, nor can I see pulling the dream off solo for much longer.

I won't worship money, nor false gods such as the silver screens create.
I'm not into sports in a big way but on a lazy day could watch a bit on the box, rarely.
My music collection is confusing, my humour likewise to many.

Words I heard once seem to apply "I smoke too much, I drink too much, I AM too much", except I rarely drink.


Not too tall, 5'8", weight varies quite a bit depending on work load and effort, hair's gone grey but I still have all my teeth.


I'm glad I do physical stuff for a living, without it I feel less well and most of the time well is how I feel.

Tried climbing the ladder to success but then I saw Ces and decided to back down.

That'll do for a first draft, there will likely be changes.


Basically that's me and why I'm here but I will keep in mind the words of Groucho Marx.

"I wouldn't want to be a member of any club that would have me as a member."

With that in mind I wonder why I'm here, I guess it's because I have nothing better to do on a Tuesday night AND I'd like to find a mate, if not a soulmate a mate with a good soul.

Describe myself the form says.
I'm Dave, just a guy that rides a bike, works for his bucks, likes to get out and about, usually not where others out and about but very happy to stay home in my little sanctuary at the end of a dead end road, on the Kin Kin side of Gympie.

Honest, respectable, respectful, cynical but not morbid, able to let loose a bit but able to enjoy the quiet too.
Maybe a little on the spiritual side but not blinded by the voices in her head or living soley for a doomsday in 2012, 2025, 2035..................
Hippie-ish by nature, grounded by neccesity.
Within a sensible distance of Ye Olde Gympie Town, I've had a look around and can't beat my place on my budget.
Hey! I don't know! Sometimes 'it' just happens, sometimes not.
You never can tell if you don't get out there.
Preferably not too heavy for the old bike on the rough local roads.
A smoke, a coffee (or whatever), music and the stars, not all the time but it has to happen sometimes.