We as two jobless hippos without a future have found a good friend from Tasmania named as Reuben. For the past seven nights we have slept well on the study room floor, having good relaxing times in the lands of dreams. Reuben or L.O.B (Lord Of Boxes) worked with us at Lucaston Park Orchards as the L.O.B and he had several evil minions doing his evil bidding (BOXES). The work we did involved cherries, tasty large and black cherries grown at Huon Valley in Tasmania and our job with AnKKu was to box the monsters to be shipped around the world mainly for the hungry Taiwanese consumers of quality cherries. We boxed mostly the second grade cherries which came in four sizes 24- 26- 28- 30+ -mm and the biggest cherries had the appearance of plums or small apples as they were huge and great tasting. Most of our days started at seven and lasted till seven to nine, so twelve to fourteen hours six to seven days a week for one month. The pay was on per hour basis 19,95 AUD and as we will get our taxes back after returning home the total income of a month of cherries will be over five thousand dollars, so quite gooood. Now as we have been jobless for two days I personally feel happy and ready to continue our interrupted adventure by doing some voluntary work in exchange for food and basic accommodation. We joined a web site called helpx as it offers us a change to browse through the needers of helpers. Also on our list was wwoof or Willing Workers on Organic Farms/Will Work On Organic Food/Wallies Wailing Obsolete Obstacles finely. But we chose helpx, for it was cheaper and not needing a purchase of a book none will ever need as the proof of membership.
More on orchard life
Sometimes we made boxes with L.O.B or helped in cool room, where they
stamp boxes and box them in bigger boxes for sending purposes. Some
boxes are sold on site, some went to domestic markets, but the most of
the cherries go on international markets. The biggest 32+ mm cherries
will lighten your pockets fifty dollars per kilo, but the taste is
gooooood. Only thing we did not do at the packing shed was sorting, for
that is paid by the amount of cherries sorted and we no likey that sort
of thing. Our wagon was parked at the parking lot fifty meters from work
and there we slept and made our food. Often in the morning a feeling of
sleepiness covers the whole of the body and getting up to work can
prove to be a task to be reckoned with. Of course a chance to munch some
cherries in to the endless depths is a motivating factor. For the eight
people living at the orchard there was a shower/toilette combo, a
kitchen and plenty of space to rumble on. The few free days we had we
spent relaxing and chilling with the others and carving monsters out of
wood. Mostly last month was just work work work.
The room of packing was temperate to six degrees, so we had to wear all of our warm clothes to keep the coldness out while standing in the cold for twelve hours, sometimes jumping to keep the body warm. I also have some holes on my shoes, so water from the floor just rises to the socks and make the feet chilly. Problems solution was paper, plenty of it under the socks to keep them dry.
The room of packing was temperate to six degrees, so we had to wear all of our warm clothes to keep the coldness out while standing in the cold for twelve hours, sometimes jumping to keep the body warm. I also have some holes on my shoes, so water from the floor just rises to the socks and make the feet chilly. Problems solution was paper, plenty of it under the socks to keep them dry.
Our work and people we worked with
Ei kommentteja:
Lähetä kommentti