It's funny what sticks in your brain decades later. For example, when I was first learning to drive a car, the instructor must have said a thousand instructions, especially "keep over" and "look out for that pedestrian!!!!".
But the only instruction that sticks with me after all this time is "look in the rear view mirror every 12 seconds". Why 12? Why not 10? And who's counting? I'm too busy keeping an eye on the traffic, the speedometer, listening to music, texting. Well no, not texting. Just thought I'd throw that in there.
So in the grand tradition of looking back every 12 seconds, here's a couple of old 35mm Kodachromes from last century, when film was king and when you could camp in the Noosa Woods beside the river (below).