Thursday, July 30, 2009
Typical Australian wildlife coming up…..
It still amazes me how a large joey can fit all the way into its momma’s pouch…….OUCH!
Lizardy thing that enjoyed coming up close & personal to the camera.
Cassowary – bad tempered, vicious, and ugly
Tasmanian Devil – doesn’t have the best eating manners. Eats carrion.
‘Orrible squiggly things….ugh!
Echidna – hyperactive, snuffly hedgehoggy lookalikes
And my own wee ‘bear’ being croc fodder!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
On the third day, the storm arrived. With thunder, lightning, and rain, we decided to visit some local wineries. It was lovely sitting on the deck watching lightning as we drank a local chardonnay and ate cheese!
There have been some pretty big forest fires around BC and the lightning wasn't helpful. We even passed a small one that was started that morning; a couple of helicopters with water buckets were working to put it out.
Home again. And time to get back to the car shopping. We saw the Honda Fit today, which actually did fit us, and the Nissan Versa. What to do???
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
some adventure, much fun, lotsa laughter, lovely surprises and wonderful moments!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
This week, the weather forecast was for rain every day.
On Tuesday, there was a hint of a drizzle for a wee patch. It wasn’t heavy enough to deter us from walking a kilometre into town without any rain protection...since we don’t possess an umbrella or raincoats at the moment.
Our friends tell us, that when there is a light drizzle, often outdoor games of sport are cancelled because Queenslanders are a little wary when the sun isn’t shining!!! Or so the story goes anyway...
Yesterday (Wed), our first visitors from NZ were arriving. We awoke to the status quo - blue skies and sun. Hurray! The Sunshine State lives on. By the afternoon, it was a little cool, but the rain was nowhere to be seen.
And today (Thurs), there is absolutely NO hint of precipitation anywhere! Here endeth the week of rain, I believe!
Jenny & Ian, you are documented as our very first overseas vizzies since we arrived in Briz! It was so nice to see you both!
It was lovely to wander around Southbank & Kangaroo Point cliffs – some of our favourite haunts from times past.
We also happened upon some circus entertainers who had all their equipment out for use by the general public.
Free use, free advice, free play! Cool!!!
The big scare of the day though, was when the boys and I were walking to Southbank and we happened upon our first snake for this period.
Coming from good old Kiwiland, which is strictly snakefree (hurray!), the snake is one creature which is top on my “Iggly” List. I don’t like snakes. Horrible creatures. I do have a morbid fascination watching them writhe and wriggle, but they are the kind of thing that I’m happy NEVER to see again. EVER!
I found it unusual to happen upon a snake in winter, and such a good sized one at that. It looked to be about 2-3m long.
That’s my snake quota for....ever, thanks. Yuckkk.
Happy to stick to cute, cuddly, and furry.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
We camped looking over the Fraser River, lined with railroad tracks on either side. The trains barrelled through regularly, sometimes in both directions at the same time. It was a loud night, and our tent did nothing to keep out the noise.
It’s amazing how a bunch of middle-aged, greying, ordinary men can be transformed with a little equipment, a helmet, and a bike. With a loud engine. Wow. In moments, they become mysterious, indomitable road warriors. By 9am on Saturday, there wasn’t a man to be seen at the campground.
I spent the long day with another wife in the hot, hot campground. It wasn’t very pretty there, and it was too hot to do very much. I did take a walk around the town of Spences Bridge. Past the old broken down houses, the abandoned motel, the former RCMP detachment, and the closed school. It’s sad to see a waning community. The railroads pulled out of the town long ago, the new highway was built on another route, the children were bussed to other communities to go to school, and the kids who went for post-secondary education didn’t return.
On Sunday, on the way back home, we stopped at Hell’s Gate, a turbulent, narrow section of the Fraser River. This whole area is very historic, being the gold rush route to the Cariboo in the 1800’s. I tried to imagine the gold hunters picking their way along the river cliffs as they pursued their dreams. I found out, too, that for a time, it was also the site of battles between natives and whites; at one point, the bodies of 29 headless men were discovered in the river. Nowadays, it’s a favourite for white water rafting.
It was fun to take a road trip together, but I was sure happy to sleep in a bed on Sunday night – with no train noise!