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Candarian – Trepanación Review By TymeMe Saco Un Ojo Records has fast become one of my favorite death metal labels, signing bands whose music sates my sickened sweet tooth and reeks with the dirty, rotten, filthy, stinking, rich stench of death! Warranted tags that also describe Costa Rica’s newest OSDM export and Me Saco Un Ojo rosterlings, Candarian. Inspired by early 90s death metal, guitarist Christopher G. De Haan and bassist/vocalist José Pablo Phillips (Astriferous) birthed Candarian in 2020, gigging extensively throughout their local scene on the strength of a handful of songs that would eventually end up on their 2022 demo, Stagnant Livor Mortis—a meaty morsel of moldy maleficence. Four years further down the cemetery path with tandem label partner Memento Mori in tow and that charmingly grotesque Grant Hatfield cover art in hand, Candarian prepare to dump their debut bucket of blood, Trepanación, on you, and the heads of unsuspecting prom queens everywhere. Having precariously lived through the original 90s death metal wave, I was curious to see whether Candarian would have any fresh ideas to offer. Is Trepanación the death shroud I’ll cozily wrap myself up in on a cold night, or will it have me praying for someone to strap me down and drill a hole in my skull, too?
Candarian peddle in plague-laden, gore-soaked, horror-themed OSDM, with Trepanación serving up steaming bowls of slop bloated with chunks of Incantation and Autopsy. Not entirely original perhaps, but still not a bad place from which to draw inspiration, especially if well executed. Which Candarian does, sans feats of technical wizardry, as De Haan and fellow string-slayer Felipe Tencio (Astriferous) opt instead to perform ear-hole surgery with a Golgothan bag full of rusty, tremoloed riffs, serrated squealies, and mangled, meat-hammered chugs (“Altars and Ancestors”). On drums stretched taut with human skin, blunt force butcher Pablo Umaña keeps the Candarian brain-drill from boring any errant head holes while Phillips, whose bass lines lurk and gurgle below like blood-clogged lungs (“Psychosurgery Ecstasy”) and whose cavernous bellows strike a very John McEntee chord, rounds out the cadaverous quartet. It’s clear these Ticos know death metal.
Candarian muscles their way through Trepanación with biceps built on strongwriting. Shifts in tone and pace within tracks are written with alacrity and performed with a transitional maturity that never feels forced or too abrupt. Basking in beams of light cast by “The Ibex Moon,”1 the ghoulishly fun “Zombie Miscarriage” morphs smoothly from down-tuned tremolo-monstrous riffs over lumbering double-bass rolls to drunkenly swerving doom chords and mid-paced chug ‘n squeals, all punctuated by Phillips’ rancorous roars. Another limb retaining some viably meaty moments is “Relinquished Viscera,” its sluggish, Morbificated opening riffs acquiescing easily to speedier harmonic leads and oft-used pus-pinching harmonics. The last of my odious shoutouts goes to album closer “Vilipendio del Cadaver”2 which sweats Mental Funeral-filled beads of ichor as it trudges and stomps a path filled with doomy goodness, Sabbathian trills, and a swingy section that could give “In the Grip of Winter” a run for its money.
Candarian hit the nail on the head of 90s death metal. Paying tribute to their influences without sounding overtly derivative and accomplishing this through a production that maintains just the right amount of rawness to stay menacing without devolving into the overly cloudy, reverberant depths of early cavern-core. Manageably brief, with a runtime barely cresting 33 minutes, Trepanación tends to feel longer than it is, thanks in part to all the inter-song twists and turns and to four of the seven tracks exceeding the 5-minute mark. Not a major knock, but it was something I felt on all my play-throughs. Working most against them, without having done anything egregiously bad or exceptionally good, is Candarian’s throwback “no more but no less” approach, as this can only take them so far. Which also reinforces guidance I once received from one wizened, hairy primate related to scoring death metal of this ilk.If you’re ever in the mood for better than passable, old-school, filthy death metal, the Me Saco Un Ojo roster—Cryptworm, Invictus, Phrenelith, Ossuary, Diabolizer and many more among them—does not disappoint. Candarian, a band I’ll certainly be keeping tabs on, is another fine addition, and you could do a lot worse than spend an afternoon or three getting skull fucked by Trepanación.
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #Apr26 #Autopsy #Candarian #CostaRicanMetal #DeathMetal #Incantation #MeSacoUnOjoRecords #MementoMori #Morbific #Review #Trepanación
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
Label: Me Saco Un Ojo | Memento Mori
Websites: Bandcamp | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: April 27th, 2026 -
Candarian – Trepanación Review By TymeMe Saco Un Ojo Records has fast become one of my favorite death metal labels, signing bands whose music sates my sickened sweet tooth and reeks with the dirty, rotten, filthy, stinking, rich stench of death! Warranted tags that also describe Costa Rica’s newest OSDM export and Me Saco Un Ojo rosterlings, Candarian. Inspired by early 90s death metal, guitarist Christopher G. De Haan and bassist/vocalist José Pablo Phillips (Astriferous) birthed Candarian in 2020, gigging extensively throughout their local scene on the strength of a handful of songs that would eventually end up on their 2022 demo, Stagnant Livor Mortis—a meaty morsel of moldy maleficence. Four years further down the cemetery path with tandem label partner Memento Mori in tow and that charmingly grotesque Grant Hatfield cover art in hand, Candarian prepare to dump their debut bucket of blood, Trepanación, on you, and the heads of unsuspecting prom queens everywhere. Having precariously lived through the original 90s death metal wave, I was curious to see whether Candarian would have any fresh ideas to offer. Is Trepanación the death shroud I’ll cozily wrap myself up in on a cold night, or will it have me praying for someone to strap me down and drill a hole in my skull, too?
Candarian peddle in plague-laden, gore-soaked, horror-themed OSDM, with Trepanación serving up steaming bowls of slop bloated with chunks of Incantation and Autopsy. Not entirely original perhaps, but still not a bad place from which to draw inspiration, especially if well executed. Which Candarian does, sans feats of technical wizardry, as De Haan and fellow string-slayer Felipe Tencio (Astriferous) opt instead to perform ear-hole surgery with a Golgothan bag full of rusty, tremoloed riffs, serrated squealies, and mangled, meat-hammered chugs (“Altars and Ancestors”). On drums stretched taut with human skin, blunt force butcher Pablo Umaña keeps the Candarian brain-drill from boring any errant head holes while Phillips, whose bass lines lurk and gurgle below like blood-clogged lungs (“Psychosurgery Ecstasy”) and whose cavernous bellows strike a very John McEntee chord, rounds out the cadaverous quartet. It’s clear these Ticos know death metal.
Candarian muscles their way through Trepanación with biceps built on strongwriting. Shifts in tone and pace within tracks are written with alacrity and performed with a transitional maturity that never feels forced or too abrupt. Basking in beams of light cast by “The Ibex Moon,”1 the ghoulishly fun “Zombie Miscarriage” morphs smoothly from down-tuned tremolo-monstrous riffs over lumbering double-bass rolls to drunkenly swerving doom chords and mid-paced chug ‘n squeals, all punctuated by Phillips’ rancorous roars. Another limb retaining some viably meaty moments is “Relinquished Viscera,” its sluggish, Morbificated opening riffs acquiescing easily to speedier harmonic leads and oft-used pus-pinching harmonics. The last of my odious shoutouts goes to album closer “Vilipendio del Cadaver”2 which sweats Mental Funeral-filled beads of ichor as it trudges and stomps a path filled with doomy goodness, Sabbathian trills, and a swingy section that could give “In the Grip of Winter” a run for its money.
Candarian hit the nail on the head of 90s death metal. Paying tribute to their influences without sounding overtly derivative and accomplishing this through a production that maintains just the right amount of rawness to stay menacing without devolving into the overly cloudy, reverberant depths of early cavern-core. Manageably brief, with a runtime barely cresting 33 minutes, Trepanación tends to feel longer than it is, thanks in part to all the inter-song twists and turns and to four of the seven tracks exceeding the 5-minute mark. Not a major knock, but it was something I felt on all my play-throughs. Working most against them, without having done anything egregiously bad or exceptionally good, is Candarian’s throwback “no more but no less” approach, as this can only take them so far. Which also reinforces guidance I once received from one wizened, hairy primate related to scoring death metal of this ilk.If you’re ever in the mood for better than passable, old-school, filthy death metal, the Me Saco Un Ojo roster—Cryptworm, Invictus, Phrenelith, Ossuary, Diabolizer and many more among them—does not disappoint. Candarian, a band I’ll certainly be keeping tabs on, is another fine addition, and you could do a lot worse than spend an afternoon or three getting skull fucked by Trepanación.
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #Apr26 #Autopsy #Candarian #CostaRicanMetal #DeathMetal #Incantation #MeSacoUnOjoRecords #MementoMori #Morbific #Review #Trepanación
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
Label: Me Saco Un Ojo | Memento Mori
Websites: Bandcamp | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: April 27th, 2026 -
LIVING NOW, PLANNING LATER: LESSONS FROM DIE WITH ZERO
I recently finished reading Die With Zero by Bill Perkins. The central idea is that the only guaranteed moment is the one you are living in right now, so the real question becomes: how do you maximize life, experiences, and finances in a way that still leaves your future self-supported?
It is a provocative idea because the tension between enjoying the present and preparing for the future is real and constant.
Over time, I’ve learned that for me, balance begins with understanding who you are, where you are, what you value, and how those values show up in your financial choices. When those pieces are unclear, any system, even the good ones, starts to crumble.
1. One Person’s Meat Is Another Person’s Poison
Many of us grow up in environments that blend shame, guilt, and unspoken expectations. These forces shape our relationship with money long before we ever earn a paycheque. When the messages around us tell us what we should want, how we should behave, or what a “responsible adult” spends on, it becomes difficult to know what we genuinely like, want, or value. This disconnection breaks our internal compass, leading to misalignment and autopilot habits we would never choose intentionally.
The first step in creating balance is naming without shame what a good life looks like for you. Not the version you think you should want, or the version your family, friends, or social media celebrate, but the one that fits your actual personality and priorities. The next step is accepting the cost of that vision.
Every meaningful life has a cost, financial or otherwise. When you accept those costs, you reduce the likelihood of reaching the end of life filled with regret about the things you never allowed yourself to do.
Ideally, you should look at your bank statement and clearly see your values reflected. Instead, many of us spend and save unintentionally. We follow generic financial scripts—save a million dollars, retire at sixty-five, invest aggressively, deny yourself now and reward yourself later—without pausing to evaluate whether those goals align with the life we want.
Consider:
• How would I live if I had one day left? One month? One year? Twenty years?
Your answers will shift, and the shifts matter.
• What spending brings guilt or shame?
• Does that feeling come from misalignment with your own goals, or from messages inherited from others?
• What trade-offs am I making when I choose to save, spend, or prioritize something?
Your honest answers shape your financial behavior more than anything else.
2. Know your numbers (without obsessing)
My sister once walked into the bank because every month her credit card bill shocked her. She was convinced some digital creature was secretly siphoning her money. The bank representative pulled up her statements, and she was forced to confirm that, yes, she had authorized every single purchase.
She did not even feel guilty about how she spent—she simply was not in control. Many of those purchases were not intentional, so she did not enjoy them.
You need to know where your money goes, but it does not need to be complicated. Start with the basics. List your fixed costs: rent, groceries, insurance, debt payments. Then estimate your variable costs: entertainment, dining, and hobbies.
Pull three to six months of bank and credit card statements and find your averages. This gives you a realistic baseline for what “normal” looks like.
You do not need to track every cent. Once you understand your baseline, you can make calmer and more informed decisions.
3. There are seasons
A major takeaway from Die with Zero is the idea of time buckets, recognizing that life has seasons and each season allows for different types of experiences. As you age, your energy, health, and interests shift. I still enjoy traveling, but the idea of shared bathrooms and cold meals now feels miserable. In my twenties, I tolerated it easily, sometimes even enjoyed it. Instead of traveling frugally with friends during that season, I spent much of that time working toward money goals that ultimately felt hollow.
Money only matters when it’s connected to a purpose. For me, that purpose now includes being in community, helping my family, and making art I love.
If your income barely covers essentials, your priority might be building breathing room, a small emergency fund, paying off a high-interest debt, or creating a side stream of income. If you already have savings, then the question becomes whether your spending aligns with your actual goals or whether it’s driven by fear or habit.
Instead of a lifelong bucket list, create decade lists: experiences and goals for your twenties, thirties, forties, and beyond. This brings clarity and makes financial decisions more meaningful.
4. Time is an important ingredient
This is where my perspective diverges slightly from Perkins. He describes a friend who borrows money to travel in his twenties. Perkins argues that “borrowing from your future self” can enhance early adulthood if the debt is modest and not high interest.
I understand the logic, but my bias is different: for nonessential expenses, if you cannot afford something, you should generally avoid borrowing to make it happen.
Many people already struggle with debt and low savings, and catching up later becomes unrealistic. Time itself is powerful. The earlier you start saving or investing, the less you have to contribute because compounding does most of the work.
For example, someone who saves $200 per month from age 25 to 35 and then stops can end up with more at retirement than someone who starts at thirty-five and saves until 65. Time multiplies effort in a way nothing else can.
5. Once you set your intention, automate it
James Clear’s Atomic Habits emphasizes removing friction. If your goal is to save, automate your transfers so money moves into savings or investments before you can touch it. Automation protects you from indecision, forgetfulness and emotional decision-making. You don’t need to check accounts constantly or react to every market dip. Review your plan once or twice a year, or when major life changes occur, but avoid endless tinkering. Consistency, not perfection, is what makes the difference.
6. Make space for joy
The goal is not money itself but what money allows: time with family, meaningful experiences, generosity, creativity or peace. Plan joy with the same seriousness you plan savings. Budget for dinner, the trip, the celebration. Remove the guilt and the outside opinions. You can live in the present and prepare for the future if you define what “enough” looks like for both.
#billPerkins #CHIDINMAMBANEFO #Column #dieWithZero #fixedCosts #personalFinances #poison #selfImprovement #severance #spareChange
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Morbus Grave – Feasting the Macabre Review
By Steel Druhm
2022 saw the debut by Italian death metal low-lifers Morbus Grave splatter on the walls of the metalverse like so much gore slop. Lurking into Absurdity was like a moist and sticky love letter to Autopsy, Impetigo, and Pungent Stench, with no fucks given for refinement or subtlety. It was caustic, greasy and sleazy and therefore it was good (shit)fun for all. The band crammed in ominous doom segments with a vague second-wave black metal vibe and it all came together in delightfully nauseating ways. I still go back to it when I need a booster shot of distasteful abominations so it must have struck a raw nerve. Fast-forward a scant year and change and we get the diseased follow-up Feasting the Macabre and surprise, surprise, it sounds like a pus-filled blister torn open to reveal the grotesqueries within. It’s gross-out death metal for those who wish Autopsy sounded less healthy and hygienic, and it all but guarantees you’ll need a hydrochloric acid sponge bath when it’s all over. Are you on board yet, you sick little freak?
The Morbus Grave blueprint is more or less the same here, with punky, rowdy death mixed with doom and blackened edges, but the overall product feels a touch more “polished” and “smooth” this time. That said, this is still a big ole bucket of pig entrails and goat semen that was left in the sun all day. The stench of extremity fills the ear nostrils immediately on proper opener “Where Evil Dwells.” It sounds creepy, low-fi, sludgy and all-around shitty as it lurches from mid-tempo gallops to unsteady, wobbly blasting. The Autopsy-isms are mixed with The Return era Bathory and touches of punky d-beatery for maximum destruction and it works. Frontman Erman sounds like he’s having a massive brain seizure and by the end he sounds like he’s in vocal rigor mortis. “Funeral Embodiment” is thrashy and savage with sweet vocal bits that reek of early Mayhem. The minimalist yet unusual riffs are fun, as are Erman’s increasingly deranged vocals.
Back-to-back ass kickers “Congregation of the Exult” and “Feasting the Macabre” are high points loaded with slimy riffs and unsettling vocal excess. There’s a blunt force to the former that’s nicely offset by eerie, creepy moments that sound like horror soundtrack bits, and the latter is d-beaty caveman thuggism and it’s so goddamn thick and slimy, it’s like slipping on someone’s intestines and falling into a mass grave. “Dissolving Obscurity” also deserves mention for its Winter-meets Mayhem-meets-Autopsy cluster fuck of gruesomeness. This one is a queasy little puppy that will make folks question your metal health. At an anorexic 28 minutes (including an intro, outro, and one interlude), there’s not much meat on the rotting bone. The sheer brevity makes Feasting the Macabre feel like a too-quick dip in an abattoir’s waste collection pool, and it comes across as somewhat incomplete. It has high points, but a few numbers don’t quite rise to that next level of essential death metal listening, which is annoying on such a short offering. Then again, Morbus Grave aren’t the band to drop a Record o’ the Year anyway. They just club you with a shit-splattered bat and leave you to die in pain, and I respect that.
As with last time, the star of the show is Erman and his twisted, hideous throat tortures. This guy takes the Chris Reifert model and goes 10 layers deeper into revolting unhingement. He rampages across every song like a loony toony cookie monster and his overdoing it is a big part of the fun. Edy and Blacksodomagickkk (don’t ask) do a lot with a little, utilizing minimalist riffs that walk the line between death and black metal and generally sound really olde. They d-beat, they thrash, they chug, and at key moments they doom, but they do it all in a threadbare way that sounds evil and enigmatic. Meanwhile, Danny Guerra pounds away at the kit with great vengeance and furious anger. He’s not the most polished pummeller in the biz, but you get pulverized nonetheless.
Morbus Grave are good at their very specific brand of damp, bloody death metal and they’re in the running to carry the banner brandished by Autopsy should those legendary sleazebags move on to shittier pastures. You can snag Feasting the Macabre without fear of being let down because this stuff is more fun than a gallon of spoiled shrimp milk. It’s a fast, fun shotgun blast to the face and we all need that sometimes. Don’t play this at work though, ever.
Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Memento Mori
Websites: morbusgrave1.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/morbusgrave |
Releases Worldwide: July 26th, 2024#2024 #30 #Autopsy #DeathMetal #FeastingTheMacabre #Impetigo #ItalianMetal #Jul24 #LurkingIntoAbsurdity #Mayhem #MementoMoriRecords #MorbusGrave #Review #Reviews
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Morbus Grave – Feasting the Macabre Review
By Steel Druhm
2022 saw the debut by Italian death metal low-lifers Morbus Grave splatter on the walls of the metalverse like so much gore slop. Lurking into Absurdity was like a moist and sticky love letter to Autopsy, Impetigo, and Pungent Stench, with no fucks given for refinement or subtlety. It was caustic, greasy and sleazy and therefore it was good (shit)fun for all. The band crammed in ominous doom segments with a vague second-wave black metal vibe and it all came together in delightfully nauseating ways. I still go back to it when I need a booster shot of distasteful abominations so it must have struck a raw nerve. Fast-forward a scant year and change and we get the diseased follow-up Feasting the Macabre and surprise, surprise, it sounds like a pus-filled blister torn open to reveal the grotesqueries within. It’s gross-out death metal for those who wish Autopsy sounded less healthy and hygienic, and it all but guarantees you’ll need a hydrochloric acid sponge bath when it’s all over. Are you on board yet, you sick little freak?
The Morbus Grave blueprint is more or less the same here, with punky, rowdy death mixed with doom and blackened edges, but the overall product feels a touch more “polished” and “smooth” this time. That said, this is still a big ole bucket of pig entrails and goat semen that was left in the sun all day. The stench of extremity fills the ear nostrils immediately on proper opener “Where Evil Dwells.” It sounds creepy, low-fi, sludgy and all-around shitty as it lurches from mid-tempo gallops to unsteady, wobbly blasting. The Autopsy-isms are mixed with The Return era Bathory and touches of punky d-beatery for maximum destruction and it works. Frontman Erman sounds like he’s having a massive brain seizure and by the end he sounds like he’s in vocal rigor mortis. “Funeral Embodiment” is thrashy and savage with sweet vocal bits that reek of early Mayhem. The minimalist yet unusual riffs are fun, as are Erman’s increasingly deranged vocals.
Back-to-back ass kickers “Congregation of the Exult” and “Feasting the Macabre” are high points loaded with slimy riffs and unsettling vocal excess. There’s a blunt force to the former that’s nicely offset by eerie, creepy moments that sound like horror soundtrack bits, and the latter is d-beaty caveman thuggism and it’s so goddamn thick and slimy, it’s like slipping on someone’s intestines and falling into a mass grave. “Dissolving Obscurity” also deserves mention for its Winter-meets Mayhem-meets-Autopsy cluster fuck of gruesomeness. This one is a queasy little puppy that will make folks question your metal health. At an anorexic 28 minutes (including an intro, outro, and one interlude), there’s not much meat on the rotting bone. The sheer brevity makes Feasting the Macabre feel like a too-quick dip in an abattoir’s waste collection pool, and it comes across as somewhat incomplete. It has high points, but a few numbers don’t quite rise to that next level of essential death metal listening, which is annoying on such a short offering. Then again, Morbus Grave aren’t the band to drop a Record o’ the Year anyway. They just club you with a shit-splattered bat and leave you to die in pain, and I respect that.
As with last time, the star of the show is Erman and his twisted, hideous throat tortures. This guy takes the Chris Reifert model and goes 10 layers deeper into revolting unhingement. He rampages across every song like a loony toony cookie monster and his overdoing it is a big part of the fun. Edy and Blacksodomagickkk (don’t ask) do a lot with a little, utilizing minimalist riffs that walk the line between death and black metal and generally sound really olde. They d-beat, they thrash, they chug, and at key moments they doom, but they do it all in a threadbare way that sounds evil and enigmatic. Meanwhile, Danny Guerra pounds away at the kit with great vengeance and furious anger. He’s not the most polished pummeller in the biz, but you get pulverized nonetheless.
Morbus Grave are good at their very specific brand of damp, bloody death metal and they’re in the running to carry the banner brandished by Autopsy should those legendary sleazebags move on to shittier pastures. You can snag Feasting the Macabre without fear of being let down because this stuff is more fun than a gallon of spoiled shrimp milk. It’s a fast, fun shotgun blast to the face and we all need that sometimes. Don’t play this at work though, ever.
Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Memento Mori
Websites: morbusgrave1.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/morbusgrave |
Releases Worldwide: July 26th, 2024#2024 #30 #Autopsy #DeathMetal #FeastingTheMacabre #Impetigo #ItalianMetal #Jul24 #LurkingIntoAbsurdity #Mayhem #MementoMoriRecords #MorbusGrave #Review #Reviews
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Blue Rag Range Track, VIC
In this post: Blue Rag Range Track near Dargo in Victoria, Australia: the track, the views, and our route to get there.
This is the blog of Mark Wordsworm, the travelling worm. I’m a 40-year-old bookmark (give or take a few years) and I proudly boast my own Hallmark serial number, 95 HBM 80-1. You’ll probably want to read all about me and my Travelling Companion (the TC).
Today’s travel notes
Me and the TC recently spent a week and a half in the Victorian High Country, a landscape of mountains and valleys in the state of Victoria, Australia. On 23 February, we tackled a bucket-list four-wheel driving track in the area: Blue Rag Range Track.
The book I’m in
Lathe of Heaven by Ursula K Le Guin. Every time this worm gets into a book by this author, I’m astounded at the cleanness of her style and the smartness of her plots. This book is no exception.
Recommended accommodation
Hinnomunjie Bridge campground in Omeo Valley, Victoria. The site is well laid out on the banks of the Mitta Mitta river, with clean toilets and clear grassy areas to pitch your tent.
Recommended restaurant
Dargo Hotel in Dargo.
Travel tips
Try to avoid pitching your tent on a slope. The TC, bless her cotton socks, kept waking up with her feet hanging over the end of the bed and a big empty space at the top of the bed. She finally worked out that she was sliding down thanks to the slope.
The photos
Me at the trig point at the top of Blue Rag Range Track (elevation 1,700 metres / 5,580 feet):
Observant readers will notice the trophies stuck to the trig tower, by people who’re proud to make it to the top. We didn’t leave a trophy, but it is indeed a great feeling to have made this trip.
Observant readers will also notice that it was windy up there! This worm strikes a jaunty pose nonetheless, with my tassel horizontal and a firm grasp from a friendly hand.
Hyper-observant readers will notice Peg skulking in the book at bottom right. Peg makes occasional appearances in my posts, her firm grip on reality keeping me grounded. But even Peg wasn’t strong enough for the gale at the Blue Rag Range trig point.
The track
It took us three and a half hours (12:30pm to 4pm) to drive the track itself, with a one-hour lunch break and stops for photographs.
At the start of the track is a steep mound with a hole at its crest, ready to trap the unwary vehicle. Most people choose to go round:
Another video shows the approach to the trig point at the top of the track:
Friendly locals in Dargo told us that it’s unwise to venture beyond the trig point. Those who do will almost certainly need help recovering their vehicles, and the Dargo police are inundated with calls for help from drivers who don’t realise the risks.
The views from the track are stunning, with mountain ranges all round:
Much of the track runs along the top of the ridge:
A sign post marks the track part-way along, surrounded by white tree skeletons and scrubby grass:
Our route
We started the day by fuelling up in Dargo. This is one of the cars in our convoy:
The Dargo Hotel offers a good feed. Here’s Beetle the Jeep, lined up and ready to go:
We left Dargo in mid-morning, following Lind Avenue along the banks of the Dargo River, then Dargo High Plains Road to the start of the track.
A sign post shows the start of the Blue Rag Range Track on Dargo High Plains Road:
After reaching the Blue Rag Range trig point, we turned round and went back to Dargo High Plains Road, continuing north to the B500.
We camped overnight at Hinnomunjie Bridge campground on the banks of the Mitta Mitta river in Omeo Valley. This beautiful fire barrel was made by one of our travelling companions:
That’s all for today, folks
#4wd #adventure #australia #BlueRagRangeTrack #bookmark #bookworm #Dargo #HinnomunjieBridge #travel #travellingWorm #travelog #travelogue #Victoria #VictorianHighCountry
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Meat and dairy cuts may improve health without raising food costs
A new study suggests targeted reductions in red meat and dairy could deliver healthier, more sustainable, and more…
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#Meat giant 🥩☠️ #JBS is driving #deforestation in the #Amazon🐆 ❌ Jaguars are losing their home to cows killed for burgers 🤮💰 Billions in profits to #Barclays and zero accountability 📣 Divest NOW! NO to #BigCat #extinction! #Boycott4Wildlife #Vegan palmoildetectives.com/2026/01/21/j...
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#Meat giant 🥩☠️ #JBS is driving #deforestation in the #Amazon🐆 ❌ Jaguars are losing their home to cows killed for burgers 🤮💰 Billions in profits to #Barclays and zero accountability 📣 Divest NOW! NO to #BigCat #extinction! #Boycott4Wildlife #Vegan https://palmoildetectives.com/2026/01/21/jaguars-vs-cows-jbs-fuelling-biodiversity-collapse-in-brazils-forests/?utm_source=mastodon&utm_medium=Palm+Oil+Detectives&utm_campaign=publer
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#Meat giant 🥩☠️ #JBS is driving #deforestation in the #Amazon🐆 ❌ Jaguars are losing their home to cows killed for burgers 🤮💰 Billions in profits to #Barclays and zero accountability 📣 Divest NOW! NO to #BigCat #extinction! #Boycott4Wildlife #Vegan https://palmoildetectives.com/2026/01/21/jaguars-vs-cows-jbs-fuelling-biodiversity-collapse-in-brazils-forests/?utm_source=mastodon&utm_medium=Palm+Oil+Detectives&utm_campaign=publer
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Meat and dairy cuts may improve health without raising food costs
A new study suggests targeted reductions in red meat and dairy could deliver healthier, more sustainable, and more affordable diets, bu…
#dining #cooking #diet #food #Food #calcium #cardiovasculardisease #chronic #climatechange #Diabetes #Fish #foodproduction #Iodine #Meat #nutrients #nutrition #pulses #Research #Vegetables
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Meat and dairy cuts may improve health without raising food costs
A new study suggests targeted reductions in red meat and dairy could deliver healthier, more sustainable, and more affordable diets, bu…
#dining #cooking #diet #food #Food #calcium #cardiovasculardisease #chronic #climatechange #Diabetes #Fish #foodproduction #Iodine #Meat #nutrients #nutrition #pulses #Research #Vegetables
https://www.diningandcooking.com/2716220/meat-and-dairy-cuts-may-improve-health-without-raising-food-costs/ -
Meat and dairy cuts may improve health without raising food costs https://www.diningandcooking.com/2716220/meat-and-dairy-cuts-may-improve-health-without-raising-food-costs/ #calcium #CardiovascularDisease #chronic #ClimateChange #Diabetes #diet #Fish #food #FoodProduction #Iodine #Meat #nutrients #nutrition #pulses #Research #Vegetables
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Meat and dairy cuts may improve health without raising food costs https://www.diningandcooking.com/2716220/meat-and-dairy-cuts-may-improve-health-without-raising-food-costs/ #calcium #CardiovascularDisease #chronic #ClimateChange #Diabetes #diet #Fish #food #FoodProduction #Iodine #Meat #nutrients #nutrition #pulses #Research #Vegetables
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MEAT LOAF ASCENDANT (1997)
Acrylic on Watercolor Board - 30" x 20"Cover art for a greatest hits album that featured songs from both of Meat Loaf's BAT OUT OF HELL albums. 1/4
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#Meat giant 🥩☠️ #JBS is driving #deforestation in the #Amazon🐆 ❌ Jaguars are losing their home to cows killed for burgers 🤮💰 Billions in profits to #Barclays and zero accountability 📣 Divest NOW! NO to #BigCat #extinction! #Boycott4Wildlife #Vegan
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#Meat giant 🥩☠️ #JBS is driving #deforestation in the #Amazon🐆 ❌ Jaguars are losing their home to cows killed for burgers 🤮💰 Billions in profits to #Barclays and zero accountability 📣 Divest NOW! NO to #BigCat #extinction! #Boycott4Wildlife #Vegan
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Cut #meat consumption, consume #durian and live forever
https://vegnews.com/eat-like-a-blue-zoner-singapore #singapore #longevity #fruit #health #nutrition #vegan #animalrights
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Cut #meat consumption, consume #durian and live forever
https://vegnews.com/eat-like-a-blue-zoner-singapore #singapore #longevity #fruit #health #nutrition #vegan #animalrights
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“Meat is Murder” is a great song about the reality of modern food. BUT b/c Morrisey is a major POS here’s Johnny Marr performing it with his longtime friends Chrissie Hynde and The Pretenders (https://youtu.be/cbO7rNAedXY?si=YlfqMohCsukxh1So)
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“Meat is Murder” is a great song about the reality of modern food. BUT b/c Morrisey is a major POS here’s Johnny Marr performing it with his longtime friends Chrissie Hynde and The Pretenders (https://youtu.be/cbO7rNAedXY?si=YlfqMohCsukxh1So)
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Perhaps those 70% think their personality will disappear when they stop the meat-eating?
Carnism is very strong and meat is linked to masculinity by society in an absolute absurd way…#meat #men #vegan #compassionissexy #carnism #carnisme #meme #veganmeme #study #veganism #evolution #nomeatnononsense #meatfree #veganfuture
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Perhaps those 70% think their personality will disappear when they stop the meat-eating?
Carnism is very strong and meat is linked to masculinity by society in an absolute absurd way…#meat #men #vegan #compassionissexy #carnism #carnisme #meme #veganmeme #study #veganism #evolution #nomeatnononsense #meatfree #veganfuture
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Perhaps those 70% think their personality will disappear when they stop the meat-eating?
Carnism is very strong and meat is linked to masculinity by society in an absolute absurd way…#meat #men #vegan #compassionissexy #carnism #carnisme #meme #veganmeme #study #veganism #evolution #nomeatnononsense #meatfree #veganfuture
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Perhaps those 70% think their personality will disappear when they stop the meat-eating?
Carnism is very strong and meat is linked to masculinity by society in an absolute absurd way…#meat #men #vegan #compassionissexy #carnism #carnisme #meme #veganmeme #study #veganism #evolution #nomeatnononsense #meatfree #veganfuture
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Amsterdam just banned ads for #meat and #FossilFuels. Who’s next? This topic intersects #animals, #deforestation, #FreshWater overuse, #RiverPollution, ocean #DeadZones, #topsoil erosion, #ethics, #wildlife, #biodiversity, #LandUse, #GHGs, #ClimateCrisis & #respect. open.substack.com/pub/veganhor...
Amsterdam just banned ads for ... -
Amsterdam just banned ads for #meat and #FossilFuels. Who’s next? This topic intersects #animals, #deforestation, #FreshWater overuse, #RiverPollution, ocean #DeadZones, #topsoil erosion, #ethics, #wildlife, #biodiversity, #LandUse, #GHGs, #ClimateCrisis & #respect. open.substack.com/pub/veganhor...
Amsterdam just banned ads for ... -
Amsterdam just banned ads for #meat and #FossilFuels. Who’s next? This topic intersects #animals, #deforestation, #FreshWater overuse, #RiverPollution, ocean #DeadZones, #topsoil erosion, #ethics, #wildlife, #biodiversity, #LandUse, #GHGs, #ClimateCrisis & #respect. open.substack.com/pub/veganhor...
Amsterdam just banned ads for ...