MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR from SPIRIT SAFARIS

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Major Mitchells being Earlybirds at Newhaven Wildlife Sanctuary

 

 

MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR from SPIRIT SAFARIS


Wishing You and Your families a Cool Yule, and
Health & Happiness for 2017 and beyond !

Thank you for being a part of the Spirit Safaris community and sharing in some of the fun we had this and previous years !As a thank you for being with us we are offering 5% discount off any tour 8 days or more booked before December 31 – Please advise you are claiming this offer when booking.

We had one of our busiest Outback seasons this year with the best Wildflowers for decades.

In February we are off to Tasmania with 2 or more great tours exploring top photography spots on a Steve Parish Photography Tour, and a 2nd tour getting deep into the the West Coast Wilderness.

If you need a last minute CHRISTMAS GIFT, GIFT CERTIFICATES are available for tours for a value you nominate and deliverable till 4 pm Christmas eve (sleigh departs very soon after that)

Click this link to make it easy to print a Gift Certificate http://spiritsafaris.com/gift-certificate

EARLY BIRD DISCOUNTS
are available on selected tours purchased prior December 31 Click here

Kimberley tours Savings plus more – Click here

Most tours are updated for the 2017 season, but prices may rise on some – so we hope to hear from you soon.

Tours Summary is here www.spiritsafaris.com/outback-tours-australia

Call NOW on 1300 763 188 for tours info or to reserve your place – Yes we are on the phones and emails over Christmas

thank you & stay tuned !

Richard, Lynne, Adrian, Martin, Kim, Jim Mark, Phil and the team

Spirit Safaris


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Knowing Your travel preferences is appreciated so we don’t over email you … so if we dont know, Tell us what your particular interests are eg Cape York, Lake Eyre, Kimberley, Outback Art, Uluru, Bungle Bungles, Photo safaris etc or use the Trip Planner here

http://www.spiritsafaris.com/tour_planner

AUSTRALIAN CHRISTMAS EVE

‘Twas the night before Christmas; there wasn’t a sound.

Not a possum was stirring; no-one was around.

We’d left on the table some tucker and beer,

Hoping that Santa Claus soon would be here;

We children were snuggled up safe in our beds,

While dreams of pavlova danced ’round in our heads;

And Mum in her nightie, and Dad in his shorts,

Had just settled down to watch TV sports.

When outside the house a mad ruckus arose;

Loud squeaking and banging woke us from our doze.

We ran to the screen door, peeked cautiously out,

Snuck onto the deck, then let out a shout.

Guess what had woken us up from our snooze,

But a rusty old Ute pulled by eight mighty ‘roos.

The cheerful man driving was giggling with glee,

And we both knew at once who this plump bloke must be.

Now, I’m telling the truth it’s all dinki-di,

Those eight kangaroos fairly soared through the sky.

Santa leaned out the window to pull at the reins,

And encouraged the ‘roos, by calling their names.

‘Now, Kylie! Now, Kirsty! Now, Shazza and Shane!

On Kipper! On, Skipper! On, Bazza and Wayne!

Park up on that water tank. Grab a quick drink,

I’ll scoot down the gum tree. Be back in a wink!’

So up to the tank those eight kangaroos flew,

With the Ute full of toys, and Santa Claus too.

He slid down the gum tree and jumped to the ground,

Then in through the window he sprang with a bound.

He had bright sunburned cheeks and a milky white beard.

A jolly old joker was how he appeared.

He wore red stubby shorts and old thongs on his feet,

And a hat of deep crimson as shade from the heat.

His eyes – bright as opals – Oh! How they twinkled!

And, like a goanna, his skin was quite wrinkled!

His shirt was stretched over a round bulging belly

Which shook when he moved, like a plate full of jelly.

A fat stack of prezzies he flung from his back,

And he looked like a swaggie unfastening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but bent down on one knee,

To position our goodies beneath the yule tree.

Surfboard and footy-ball shapes for us two.

And for Dad, tongs to use on the new barbeque.

A mysterious package he left for our Mum,

Then he turned and he winked and he held up his thumb;

He strolled out on deck and his ‘roos came on cue;

Flung his sack in the back and prepared to shoot through.

He bellowed out loud as they swooped past the gates-

MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, and goodonya, MATES!’