COME ON AUSTRALIA!

We're in with a shot.
Rumour had it that we would never compete with the North Americans, that their wind blew too hot, too hard, but we can.
Just take a look at this news story.
Our local boy, Craig McSharer, if he makes a big effort, if he puts in, can do it.
He's got the body, got the bulk, got the wind, but has he got the ticker.
First step, New Zealand.
Once he has spat the TransTasman Globe Vista Trophy all the way back to West Australia, then we can take on the Americans, the Yanks, the Big Blows.
It's up for grabs.



updated 10:39 p.m. ET July 5, 2009

Pit-spitting championship is all in the family

Husband, wife from Arizona win international titles

EAU CLAIRE, Mich. - A husband and wife are tops at this year's International Cherry Pit Spitting Championship.

Rick "Pellet Gun" Krause, of Tuba City, Ariz., spit for the win Saturday at the contest, held in the state of Michigan. In somewhat windy conditions, he shot a pit 48 feet and half an inch [Blogger: that is about 14.94metres.]

Organizers say his wife, Marlene, took first place in the women's contest, spitting a pit 36 feet, 3 inches.

You want to read the full tale, go here.

Local rag stands tall

The local paper, known to most as the Manjimup Bridgetown Times, but to me as The Warren Blackwood Times, did another fine job for the Manjimup Cherry Harmony Festival.


Why should this blogger persist in calling it by its original name?
Because my grandfather worked on one, and started the other.
And because the two great rivers, the Warren and the Blackwood, denote two regions, and suggest homage.
All right, homage does not exist, but it should.

The new Local Champ steps up his campaign

Craig McSharer and Jon Doust with GlobeVista's Tanya Izzard and Aidan Montague
(Photo by Natalie Bell)

Craig McSharer is the Australian Cherry Pip Spitting Champaign.
There is no dispute.
He beat last year's champ, the Mighty Marky Mark Vitler, with an amazing spit that crushed Vitler by 3cms.
Or was it 2, or 1.1?
Who can remember.
The action was hot and fast and furious and all attention was on the 13.3 metres by the crazed New Zealand, Mike Foam at the Mouth Bassett.
We know Craig is the Australian champ because spitters from Tasmania, New South Wales, Victoria and South Australia - all cherry growing states - failed to turn up, to accept the challenge, to even acknowledge the sport.
Craig says to all spitters, Australia wide: "Bring it on! If you think you can spit, let's see your saliva."
If you want to see Craig glow in his glory, go here.

The press can't leave him alone

New Zealand town celebrates

Wanaka
Monday
The newly crowned GlobeVista Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Champion Mike Bassett is fast becoming a local hero.
Wanaka is a neat little town perched up high in Central Otago in the middle of the South Island.
Surely 'The Hound Dog Man' can't be the region's first international celebrity, but you can be sure New Zealanders on both ends will make the most of his success with nothing more than a big mouth and a fine set of cheeks.
If you want to read how the prestigious Otago Daily Times is reporting his success, click here.

THE TROPHY GOES OFFSHORE - AGAIN!

Mike 'The Dogman' Bassett has won the Trans-Tasman GlobeVista Cherry Pip Spitting Championship.
He is pictured above doing a haka with local hero Mark 'Spooky' Vitler looking on.
The crowd in Manjimup, Western Australia, was left standing numb after Mike spat 13.3 metre, through a wind, round a corner, across a road, up a street, over a truck and between audience legs.
It was stunning performance from the man someone from his home town of Wanaka, New Zealand south island, once described as "a young lad who has been nowhere and likes it here".
Current Australian champion Mark Vitler described his own performance as "not much better than a chook with a head cold".
Mark spat so bad he even gave up the Australian trophy to Manjimup boy Craig McSharer.

Mike took a fancy to his massive trophy and forgot to hand it back to the Manjimup Visitor Centre, was arrested on the outskirts of town, spent three minutes in gaol, was bailed, and returned later that night for a meal with the local sergeant's family.
All in all, the 15,000 people who visited Manjimup for the Cherry Harmony Festival agreed they had had the best time ever in their entire miserable life so far and vowed to return next year, the year after, and very year until the conceptualiser, Jon Doust, was either run out of town, or choked to death on a cherry pip.

EXCITEMENT BUILDS

THURSDAY, Manjimup
The current New Zealand Cherry Stone Spitting Champion has arrived in Manjimup, Western Australia, pumped, aggressive, ready.
In a blatant and provocative move, as soon as Mike Bassett got out of the car on arrival at the Manjimup Tourist Centre, he spat.
The town is hot, well, cold, because the weather refuses to cooperate, but the town's cherry growers are promissing cherries from the Southern Forests Region.
These folk don't promise unless they can deliver. They will deliver.
And the current local champ, Mark Mr Big Vitler, from Mt Barker, is angry.
He lost in an awkward moment in Cromwell NZ and is determined to wrest back the trophy he never held.
It should be an exciting day, a day of big spits, a day of cherries, happiness, goodwill and exhuberance.
And the weather?
The gods have laps, and they keep them to themselves.

DISASTER

SATURDAY, New Zealand
IN a shocking result for Australian cherry pip spitters, Mount Barker's Mark Vitler spat his way into second place in the Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Championships first round.
The big man from the Porongurups huffed and puffed and spat but only managed to sneak in behind the eventual winner, Mike Bassett, from Wanaka, a town just up the road from Cromwell, home of New Zealand's finest cherries and biggest spitters.
Thousands gathered at Cromwell's Saturday markets to watch mouths of all sizes blow air behind cherry pips.
With snow still resting on nearby mountains, the local atmospheric temperature was cold but the competition hot.
Bassett spat 11.42 metres from a field of 48 spitters.
All in all the 48 contestants gobbed 408 cherries pips, or as the Long Cloud's like to call them, "stones".
This means round two in Manjimup this Saturday, December 13th, will be the hottest round ever contested.
According to late reports, Vitler was angry at his loss, blaming his manager, coach, an uncle by marriage, the colour of his socks and New Zealand food.
"There is no way I should have lost this spit," he is believed to have said. "When I get back to Manjimup on the 13th, which is my lucky number, by the way, people can expect to see one of the greatest spits ever.
"I'll show them a 1 in a 100 years spit!"
Local news suggests the competition's frist ever winner, Jo Perry, has been practising with great vigour and is keen to be the first woman to win the big trip over the ditch and spit for Australia.
Manjmup will also see the return of last year's first round winner, Paul Omodei Junior, keen to revive his family's fortunes and remind festival goers that he holds the local record of 12 metres, or 17 metres, or 23, any number greater than any number bragged about by any other spitters.
In the field will also be the winner of 2008 local heats from Donnybrook, Mt Barker and Manjimup.
Not to forget The Bassett Man, the current New Zealand Champ and winner of round one.

Nic Giblett, one of the famous Manjimup Gibletts, has penned this following piece.

GOURMANDS all over have lately become increasingly aware of a once little-known South West Australian town, thanks largely to the magic woven by the famous black truffle that has made Manjimup its Southern Hemisphere home.

“Manji,” however, is no one-trick pony. Combine it with neighbouring Pemberton, Walpole and Northcliffe, and think breathtaking stands of tall karri surrounding rolling green hills covered with vineyards, dotted by peaceful grazing cattle, sparkling freshwater dams and lakes teeming with sought-after marron, and the picturesque orderly rows of orchard trees – none more popular than the sweet red cherry. All this and more besides will be celebrated at the 2008 Manjimup Cherry Festival, to be held December 13 and 14 in the heart of Western Australia’s beautiful Southern Forests region.

Originally conceived as a morale-boosting event to revive the flagging spirits of the Manjimup township following the demise of its lifeblood tall timber industry, the festival is now in its seventh year and continues to attract a crowd of thousands to celebrate everyone’s favourite fruit.

According to festival coordinator Rose Moyle, the 2008 events programme is moving into new territory. “We want to highlight and celebrate the extraordinary range of beautiful fresh produce available in one of Australia’s most spectacular, clean and green regions: WA’s Southern Forests – and the talented people who bring that produce to your table,” Rose says.

The undoubted highlight of this year’s festival and a new introduction in 2008 will be an interactive cooking demonstration – ‘Tastes of the Southern Forests’ – by top West Australian chefs Don Hancey and Peter Manifis, to be held in main street Manjimup on the Saturday.

These two charismatic culinary maestros bring with them a wealth of experience in staging public food and wine-related events. Expect the very best of Southern Forests produce – marron, truffles, trout, lamb, beef, cheese, nuts, wine, a veritable cornucopia of veggies, and of course, cherries – used to great effect but in a quick and easy style that can be replicated in anyone’s kitchen.

The main festival day also features a range of entertainment for the family, including the traditional pip-spitting competition, fashion parades, market stalls, wine tasting, craft & wood displays, street theatre, and children’s rides and activities.

On the Saturday evening, cherry lovers are invited to pack a picnic for the Manjimup Timber and Heritage Park and enjoy WA band Murphy’s Lore – headed by Australian Idol finalists and brothers Chris and Courtney Murphy.

Sunday sees the festival blue-ribbon event unfold at Newtons’ picturesque cherry orchard, where a gourmet-focussed crowd of 160 converge to partake in a unique five-course long table lunch. Cherries naturally feature in most courses, paired with the best of local produce and wines and set under the leafy shade of cherry trees laden with sweet ripe fruit.

For further information on this year’s cherry festival contact Rose Moyle on 08 9771 2316, e-mail mjpcherryfestival@westnet.com.au or visit the website: www.cherryfestival.com.au. For information on Don Hancey, visit his website at www.donhancey.com.au or Peter Manifis’ www.vineleaves.com.au. The festival’s 2008 long table lunch chef is Ian Leaning of the Gloucester Motel and Figjam Catering; contact 9776 1266 or www.gloucestermotel.com.au.

Mr Barker (WA) Spits

Here they are, the two winners from the Mt Barker heat of the Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Championships: Stewart and Shaz.
In keeping with the relaxed atmosphere of the spit-off, no second names were taken and this may have been because the comp was fast and furious.


On the left, Stewart smiles because the money is his, $100.00, for spitting a cherry pip not much further than the winner of the Girl Guides section. That brave young woman stood up to the line and banged a pip over 3 metres, with no wind assistance, no shove from behind, no lurch forward, but almost 2 metres further than the lady down at the bowling club.

There he is, Stewart, spitting for all he is worth - roughly $100.00 - and hoping against hope that on the day of the GlobeVista Grand Final, Manjimup November 13th, that he will be the only spitter to turn up.
Scott Drummond, a man with a second name, a pen, and a clip board, knows all about how to win. He coached last years' success story and will accompany him to the Australasian Final in Cromwell (NZ) on December 6th.
Scott has magnanimously given up the coaching role and will manage the touring party, hoping to keep their heads while all about them New Zealanders are loosing theirs.

The almost final spitter on the night was The Big Man, The Champ, Mark "Call me Sal" Vitler.
After Scott had called for the children to be removed for fear of drowing in a Vitler Gob, Mark stood up, stood back, launched himself, and spat into the next shire.
It was awesome, it was unbelievable, it was portentous.
All New Zealand should ready itself. This man, as he draws back to gather the necessary backdraught, could suck up a small island off the west coast, a medium sized mountain range, or a mob of unshorn sheep.


Ladies, gentlemen, small noisey people, prepare yourselves, the competition has begun.

Get ready!

Oh, yes, the spitting season is warming up.
Already the great Mark Vitler, Australian Champion, soon to be Australasian Champ, maybe World Champ, possibly the Greatest Champ of All Time, is in training.
On his farm out of Mt Barker, nestled under the Porongurup Range, each and every day Mark begins his morning with lung expansion exercises, cheek and tongue extension exercises and hip thrust manoeuvres.
All are designed to make sure he brings the Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Trophy home to WA, to West Australia, where it began and belongs.
For too long the New Zealanders have .... ok, it's only a year, but that's too long, a week would be too long.
Word around town is that Mark's manager, the unofficial Porongurup mayor, Scott Drummond, will be joining him in New Zealand, along with his personal trainer. That's Mark's trainer, not Scott's, Scott can't be trained, for anything.
The three warriors will travel to Cromwell, NZ, for the New Zealand Cherry Stone Spitting Championships on Saturday December 6th.
No doubt, once in town, they will be subjected to the usual: endless hospitality, goodwill, generous gift giving, all designed to knock them off their game.
Local Cromwell promotions guru, Terry Emmitt, said this year's event would be held in the town mall, a delightful venue with it's own internal creek. Cromwellians not only know how to spit, they know how to design a mall.
Last year's champ, the youthful and extravagant, Michael Robertson, has, hopefully, completed his university studies and is gainfully employed by an organisation that has no idea what it has let itself in for.

This blog will keep you posted.
If you have any questions, keep them to yourself.

ps: Probably worth noting - this year's Manjimup Cherry Harmony Festival will be held on Saturday December 13th and 14th. News to hand from local growers is that it could be a bumper season.

THE LAST POST, until November (more than likely)

2007 FOOTAGE
It has to be said. It will be said here: GWN, a TV station out of Bunbury, has been a great supporter of the Manjimup Cherry Harmony Festival.
2007 was no exception.
Sorry, 2007 was an exception.
Why?
Because this year the other mob, WIN TV, also got into the act and attended the festival for a follow-up report.
All reports are included on this blog.
Let's start with GWN, because they started it.

GWN


There are only two TV stations operating in the Lower South West of West Australia, so, for the cherry festival, having two stations is a win win situation.
And now here's WIN.

WIN

Pip Spitting 2006

Ok, a bit late, but hang in there, I'm working on 2007.
Here's new footage from 2006
And if you would like to view 2005 first, then they are below.

2006





2005

DISGUSTING!

Jon Doust, Skye Shannon, Roy Piggott, Jeremy Beissel

Manjimup Cherry Festival Day Before
IN a disgusting display of bad manners, Jeremy Beissel stuck his face in a plate of cream, found a cherry and spat the pip on the chest of Genine Unsworth.
He won the Find the Cherry Pip and Spit Competition, a new game designed and created by Maree Cullinan of ABC South West.
It was all over before it started.
Beisseel, the new co-owner of Fonty's Pool, was in a like a duck and out like truck.
Doust was next but he politely held his pip.
Skye Shannon, ABC Rural Reporter, was a close third. She also resisted the temptation to spit on her superior.
Roy Piggott struggled and denied his plate had a cherry: "I've lost mine," he complained.
It was all for a laugh, obviously at the expanse of those with cream on their faces, particularly Piggott who took days to get the stench from his beard.
Maree Cullinan revealed herself as a creative and devious producer and someone not to be trusted with power and responsibility.
Here she is (on the left) leading on Genine Unsworth (on the right), a kind and gentle soul who has no idea what she is getting into.

IT'S TOO L ATE, BUT LET'S BASK AGAIN

A long time ago, it seems all too long, Paul Omodei Jnr brought the trophy home. Almost. In fact, he didn't even get home before we lost it.
This is how they wrote him up in NZ.

Aussie blowhard wins cherry-stone spitting

BY AIMEE WILSON - The Southland Times | Monday, 03 December 2007

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AIMEE WILSON
Southland Times

BIG SPITTER: Paul Omodei, of Western Australia, is New Zealand's 2007 cherry stone spitting champion.

They have found a useful way of dealing with those annoying stones you find in the middle of cherries in Cromwell.

Okay, so they stole the idea off the Aussies but, even worse, this year's New Zealand cherry stone spitting champion is from across the ditch.

Paul Omodei has been the Australian champion twice and on Saturday he took the Kiwi title from Michael Robinson, of Oamaru.

The agricultural consultant from Pembarton-Manjimup, where the competition originated, pushed his cheeks out to blast a stone 11m, just slightly ahead of Mr Robinson.

Mr Omodei said while he didn't work specifically with cherries in his field of work, he admitted to having four trees in his backyard, "so I was able to practise a bit," he said.

For full results of the NZ competition, click here: Cromwell

A CHAMPION IS WELCOMED HOME

SUNDAY,
9.12.2007
IN amazing scenes, the new Australian Champion Cherry Pip Spitter Mark Vitler was welcomed back to Mount Barker.
Eyewitness reports say placards were displayed in streets and wild crowds waved at the Big Spitter as he drove, somewhat surprised, towards his modest farm house.
Later Sunday night, Mount Barker time, friends and family joined Vitler with barbecued meat and fresh champagne, or something that tasted like it.
His wife, Jodi Vitler, said Mark was a new hero for the town's young.
"He didn't want to go at first, you know," she said. "I had to talk him into it.
"I said: Go on. You'll have fun. Who knows, you might even win a trip to NZ. He said: "It's a bit embarrassing, spitting in front of all those people."
What a strange comment coming from a man who stood before 10,000 people, on a windy day, with enough confidence to make the front row move back 10 feet, or 5 meteres, or 3 steps, 15 oodlies, 75 pickovers, 18 diddlesquats, or whatever the measuring system is these days.
Vitler is a typical Australian champion, modest, unassuming, laconic, big, well cared for, happy in himself, a hard worker, a mate to everyone who is a mate, community minded, good with bottle tops, ready for an arm wrestle at any time of night or day, an open honest smile always at the ready and keen to finish a meal that is put in front of him.
All right, given this is a blog, a lot of the above may have been made up in order to fill the space, but that is taking nothing away from Vitler and the town that loves him.
(He doesn't actually live in town. His place is much closer to the Porongorups, a mountain range in the deep-south of West Australia. Seriously, the man is blessed.)

THE TROPHY LEAVES HOME

A sight for sore Australian eyes: Michael Robertson holds aloft the GlobeVista Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Trophy, almost one week to the day that he lost it.

December 8th
Manjimup, West Australia
IN a sad day for Australian Cherry Pip Spitting, the New Zealand Champion, Michael Robertson, sucked back the trophy he'd lost the week before.
From the back of a truck, Robertson spat in the faces of an entire town and crushed the opposition.
Well, not quite crushed, because his spit of 10.3 metres, pipped the Australian representative, Mount Barker's Mark Vitler, by just .2 of a metre.

NZ's Michael Robertson spits using his famous, curled-tongue, full body method.

Vitler, a big man with a big heart, spat 10.1 metres and might have won the Trans-Tasman trophy if not for the long, early morning drive along the Muir Highway that joins two great fruit growing communities.

Mount Barker's Mark Vitler shows a nation what he's made of.

Competition was strong, with Donnybrook's Norm Bedford spitting 10 metres on his way to a cricket match in Bunbury.
Competition organiser, Jon Doust, said it was time Australian spitters caught up with the New Zealanders.
"Robertson is obviously funded by a serious backer and clearly spends months preparing," Doust said.
"Our blokes all have jobs, families to support, nations to build, creeks to cross, rivers to dam, hills to ship out and can't compete on the same level."
When it was pointed out to Doust that only the week before Paul Omodei Jnr had travelled to NZ and wrested back the Trans-Tasman trophy with a magnificent spit of 11.24 metres, he shrugged his shoulders and said: "That maybe so, but I think my earlier comments will look better on a blog, than some namby-pamby stuff about 'best man won on the day', or 'it's back to the drawing board.'''
Here's Robertson celebrating the next day with a haka.


In other news:
Before the event got under way, The West Australian ran a piece inside the front cover.
Read on:


(Click on it to make it bigger and readable.)

THE TROPHY COMES HOME

Today, December 1, 2007
Cromwell, New Zealand Earlier today, NZ time, Paul Omodei Jnr spat his way into the record books with a resounding victory in the Trans-Tasman Cherry Stone Spitting Championship.
To win, Paul faced his nemesis, Michael Robertson, the 2006 Trans Tasman winner.

It was a tight contest, according to our on-site reporter, Tatum Larsen: "Paul spat hard and fast and the stone, as they call the pips here, flew 11.24 metres."
Michael was crushed, defeated, took time out, ate a pie, sucked on a bottle of coke, walked back to the podium and faced off for the right to fly to Manjimup and attempt to wrest back the trophy, which looks, in case you've forgotten, like this:

Due to an ongoing holiday, Paul will not appear in Manjimup next week to spit off in the Globe Vista Southern Hemispheric Cherry Pip Spitting Championships (or something like that).
Michael Robertson will be there, angry, tormented by his defeat, eager to find a bed, anywhere, somewhere, but certainly not in the hotel room booked for the purpose of his visit.
And why should he, he's young, he's handsome, he's from New Zealand.
This blogger can't find a pic of Paul Omodei Jnr, but here's one of his father attempting to swallow an avocado stone.

Donnybrook 2007

NORM BEDFORD WINS?

It was a big day with small numbers.
It was cold, wet, muggy, overcast and the town seemed bereft of Saturday morning shoppers.
Four of us stood around the fine old train station located in the centre of town, handing cherries to each other and talking about the weather, and the whether.
Whether it would rain.
Whether anyone would show to spit in the Great Donnybrook Spat.
They did.
One bloke brought his grumbling kids: "He made us come."
"I want a ticket to New Zealand and I don't care which one of you wins it. Now get up there and spit."
They spat, not at dad, not in his direction, but they were aiming at him.
Then dad spat.
None of them got anywhere near the mark, a mark that wasn't there, but we knew where it would be if it was.
Then Campbell Brown showed and blew the pip a mile. Well, not quite a mile, he claimed it was a mile, but it was more like 6 metres.
So we gave him a t-shirt.
That's him below.


It rained some more.
We ate what we could.
Giovanni from Mandurah turned up and made Campbell look like a mug.
Neither of them could make it to the Big Spat in Manjimup the following week, so we asked them to leave the premises.
We had $100 in our pockets and we were not giving it to anyone who refused to play along.
Finally, Norm Bedford, sent to town by his wife to buy a loaf of bread, was called over from outside the bakery by Donnybrook's Man of the Moment, Angelo Logiudice.
Norm stepped up, puckered up, spat up, and we knew then and there we had a winner.

Turns out Norm is a professional cricketer and while in Manjimup he will also take a shot at the Chuck The Cherry competition.
His spit?
Good question: 8.8 metres.
Not bad.
On a windy day, it might just be enough.

CHERRIES?

Yes, there will be cherries this year in Manjimup.
And Mount Barker, and Donnybrook.
In fact, cherry spitters from both town will make their way to Manjimup for the big chance: free ticket to New Zealand in 2008 to represent Australia in the Southern Hemispheric Spitting Competition.
On December the 8th, Manjin Park, heat winners from Mount Barker, Donnybrook, Manjimup along with the 2007 New Zealand Champion Spitter, will make their way to the stage for the big Gob Off, otherwise known as The Globe Vista Australasian Cherry Pip Spitting Championships.
This years crop will not be as fecund (can i say that? I mean as big.) a crop as last year's.
Why not?
Good question.
Plenty of rain, sure, but what has been lacking is cold, need more cold, which is why 2007 was such a bumper year: plenty of cold, bugger all rain.
Get ready, gather wind, make your way to Manjimup, December 8th, 2007.