Okay, so it was the bucket on a tractor, so there wasn't anything lousy about it.
Drove for about 4.5 hours on Friday afternoon.
Started reasonably early and got to Yeppoon Saturday just before midday. Said G'day to a few friends in the few spare hours we had, then went out to pick in the late afternoon. Picked mainly green-ish ones so that they wouldn't be over-ripe too soon.
Headed back to get as far as we could Saturday night, then finished the trip Sunday.
It was a very long way, but we have 130 mangoes ripening in the garage. They would average a kilo each (they are not small). The smell in the car was heavenly all the way home (apologies to those who can't stand the smell, you notice that I haven't tried to describe the rich fruity tang of the tropics - just so that I don't put you off your food. Aren't I kind?).
I guess the trip really comes under the category of "crazy things you can do when you are young and not tied down by kids". But we have MANGO!!
The chances that I'll be sick of the sight of them by the time they're all ripe, cut up and in the freezer?
... ABSOLUTELY None!
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