Johnny Rocks

The Adventures Of
"Johnny Rocks"

Johnny Rocks
Private Photos

PROFILE:-
Full Name:- Johnny Rocks
Job: Retired Special Agent.
Age: Very good for my age.
Country of origin:- Australia.
Hobbies and Interests:-
Rock collector.
Metal detecting.
Only collects the biggest specimens.
I'll take on any adventure.
A real man's man.
Real life hero.
Will try anything once.
Singing Songs.
Dislikes:-
I hate ants because they crawl up my
legs a lot while filming.
Drooling women and gold diggers.
Fashion:-
I only wear real men's clothes.
I have a velcro fly because I can't get
zippers the right size for my pants.
Sexual Persuasion:-
I'm still looking for the right woman.

I'm always busy and on the move.

Look at this whopper of
a Thunder Egg.
I had to sit down with this
find.

A humongous Crystal, its
a bloody beauty mate!

Checkout me Agate
slab. Its not as good
as a slab of beer
though.

Just walk'n this
chunk of Jasper
back to the car.

Holey stalactites!
Checkout me
Gypsum crystals.

I chopped this
Thunder Egg in half.
Not much color but.

This piece of Amethyst
is pretty average. I'll
stick it in the rock
garden at home.

Do ya like me chunk
of Chrysoprase?

Crystals like this don't
grow on trees!

Click on my pictures if you want a better look at me!

Deep in the mysterious hidden rain forests of New South
Wales where I find my giant crystals I found this Paw Paw
tree so I thought I’d stop for a snack and get me some.
A man’s gotta eat!
Don't do this at home kids it's pretty dangerous!

Stick around and you can hear some of my original songs soon!

This chunk of topaz scrubbed
up pretty well after a bit of a
polish don't ya think? It might
be just the piece for the right
girl?

Ladies take your eyes
off me for a second and
have a look at my jewels.

Ladies please don't write
to me and say my flys
undone cause you know
its just made of velcro!

Some ladies just love
my Agates!

I've got sacks of these
10 x 7mm what I call fly
shit topaz. Excuse the
French ladies.

I've got some of the
biggest Topaz you'll
ever see!

And the biggest
Citrine as well.

You caught me in a weak
moment here wearing this
silver chain. Real men like
me don't usually wear this
sort of stuff!

If you want to buy some
of my gems you'll need to
CLICK HERE!
Hey a man's gotta eat!

Checkout me balls.

Hey! Turn off that bloody
camera! There's no privacy
in this world.

On a recent trip to the Queensland
hinterland while searching for the
elusive Topaz I encountered a giant
killer man eating Koala Bear. A fight
ensued and I managed to fight him off
after about 20 minutes of blood and
guts fighting. I got off pretty good and
was only left with a scar on my face as
you can see in the close up shot
provided.

The scar can clearly
be seen to this day.

A still shot before the
fight started. You can
see he meant business
right from word go.

To hear many of my original songs for free you'll need to CLICK HERE!
Because I'm so popular as Johnny Rocks I've had to change my
appearance and stage name to Johnny B. Fans just simply wont leave
me alone and soon as they hear the name Johnny Rocks they're all over
me and want to hear all about my exploits. So now when I perform I take
off the beard and go under cover hoping no one ever discovers who I
really am. I can't just have every woman throwing themselves at me
wherever I go, so now the disguise and little deception has to take place.

This photo is of Rupert the Roo.
I ride him through the bush and rain
forest areas of Australia.
I've got a special mineral bag I hang
round his neck when we're out fossicking.
I found Rupert as an orphan when his
mum was hit by a B-Double truck.

Here I am just at the top
of this old volcano
looking for thunder eggs.

Just getting back on my
Harley after a days ride
with the mates.

My former
secret agent
stuff but now
I'm a
Rockhound
Adventurer.

I found this hidden
Amethyst Cavern in the
deepest parts of the
Queensland hinterland.

This is my throne of crystals.

Rupert the Roo doesn't like
strangers very much and he
tends to get a bit jumpy.

After a hard day of digging
for gemstones I like to down
the odd beer.

That mongrel of a photographer
took this picture after I had a fall.
I swear I didn't drink much!
And I never spilt a drop of beer.

Johnny Rocks is the ultimate real life
rockhound adventurer!

Snakes are fine as
long as you give'm
their space!

Here you can see me in action
taking on this old croc in
Queensland. You just can't swim
everywhere in Australia!

This fearsome beast is a
Tasmanian Devil. I decided to
pass him by while searching for
Crocoite in Tasmania.

I had to chill out for a while after
finding this huge black Tourmaline
Crystal in Queensland.

I had to move this chunk
bit by bit cause it was so
heavy.

This small piece of
Malachite might
make a nice tie pin
when polished up.

Here I am sieving for Topaz at
O'Briens Creek in Queensland.

Rupert the Roo!

On a recent short trip I went through a
few of these places and I’d thought I’d
share a few of the place names with you:

Up to Wagga Wagga then through
Wantabadgery then through Bethungra,
Cootamundra and up through
Murrumburrah and Wallendeen up to
Koorawatha. Then on to Gooloogong
and Canowindra then over to Eugowra
over to Bedgerebong and Yarrabandai
and to Condoblin. Just a few places in
the space of a couple hundred miles.
Australian place names can be a bit of
a mouth full don’t you think?

A little more about me and my views in life.
By Johnny Rocks

Well I live and was bought up tough in the bush outback behind the black stump.
I’ve never had much time for those polly whackers because they cant lie straight
in bed and they all seem like a bunch of bludgers. Lets face it. Year after year we
have these lousy elections and the problems have always been the same and
they still cant get it right. How hard could it be to provide better roads, education,
employment, health and a more sustainable environment? I’m sure they’re all a
pack of bitzers that can only provide band aides rather than any cures. Its not like
we're not paying for it! Our tax buck stops with them and they can’t even spend
that right! A pack of wankers the lot of them. They're like a bunch of amateur
plumbers trying to seal up a leaky pipe with a bit of tape. Well that’s my view on
those bludgers anyway. Polly’s always think a hundred years behind rather than a
hundred years ahead. I’ll stick to look’n for rocks at least they can’t rip me off.