When I was a kid there was a program on ABC radio called "Jason and the Argonauts".
It came on each weekday afternoon, after school had finished around 3pm. It was somewhat "intellectual" and was meant to be educative. There were prizes for the best Poem submitted to the program - that is for those whose poems were read out and heard Australia wide. Other than that there was a kind of "Mentioned in Despatches" prize if ones name was announced as having submitted something "worthwhile".
Jason and the Argonauts was something like a secret society in that ones actual name was not read out - only ones code name. You see, you joined Jason and his Argonauts by writing to the ABC and they allocated a code name. I was given Argus 49.
Argus 49 was mentioned once for having written a poem about a cat. I did not have a cat - but poetic licence allowed me to have one and write a poem sufficiently well to get a mention! I think I was 8 or 9 years of age at the time.
For some reason I have long held the belief that Jason was tied up with Ulysses of Homer's Odyssey; but I will have to move on from that as I only recently discovered that the only connection between Jason and Ulysses was that they both had to pass by the temptations of the Sirens.
Oh well, I guess you get that, when you don't have a good classical education.
Anyway, the real point of this yarn is that I have applied to purchase my own piece of the Space Odyssey. And it is for this reason:
The last time I was by myself crossing the badlands west of Boulia in Queensland, toward Alice Springs via the Plenty Highway, I found that I could not make contact with anyone on my High Frequency Barrett 550 radio which is installed in the Land Rover. The radio is modified so that I can operate it on the Ham Bands as well as the VKS737 system; but all was quiet.
I thought to myself, what happens if I have a heart attack way out here?
That's the kind of thing that crosses the mind of a 61 year old lone traveller 500 kilometres from anywhere!
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