|I'd rather be..wait - I am boating!|
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Our next visitor to paradise was Chris's work colleague, and our amazing former dodgeball team member, Lauren. Although it took an additional friend moving down under to get her on the plane, we were excited to have her with us for a few days at the beginning of her trip.
|First sunset on the rocks, Manly in the background|
|On the Freshwater Cliffs, sunset Lazy-boy style|
After some well deserved sleep, the next morning we rented a boat to show her the harbor in style. The weather was perfect for a day in the boat, definitely a million times better than a day at work!
|Living the good life|
On Saturday the weather continued to cooperate so I drove the girls back to Coogie and joined them on the Coogie to Bondi walk.
|Lauren and Katie at the start of the walk|
|Look at how green that water is|
|What a place to be buried!|
|Bronte beach, smaller than I expected|
|Lauren with the graveyard in the background|
This was my first trip to the "dark side" (big rivalry between the Eastern Suburbs and Northern Beaches) and while the walk was great, I'm definitely happy to be a Northern Beaches girl.
Monday Chris continued with some time off and he and Lauren took a bus trip up to the Hunter Valley for some time in the sunshine and some wine tasting. Now she's off to continue the fun with Katie to see some more of the country.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Last Sunday we were fortunate enough to have clear skies for the supermoon. While the scientists prefer the term "perigee-syzygy of the Earth-Moon-Sun system", I think that we'll stick to supermoon as the much cooler way to refer to it.
Before the moon came up, Chris and I took some beers down to rocks in Queenscliff to watch the surfers putting on a show for us. For several days we'd been having massive waves with the right wind conditions and all of the good surfers in town were definitely taking advantage.
|check out the hoard of people, how are there that may good surfers around??|
|pretty big waves today|
|Pondering the best spot to jump|
|picture doesn't show quite how fast he's zooming along|
|Queenscliff Bombie, only breaks when the waves are huge|
|bird has the best vantage point|
|body boarder pretending he's good enough to be a surfer|
|Freshwater beach from the cliffs|
|super moon, in pink|
|super moon in full color|
Sunday, May 6, 2012
ANZAC Day is a national day of rememberance in Australia and New Zealand, originally to honor the members of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps who fought at Gallipoli during World War I. This is also now intended to be a day of rememberance, similar to our veterans day, and most importantly is a day off of work and school.
While the day starts with somber dawn services at the RSLs (similar to our veterans clubs, but more of a community center) and surf clubs, like most Australian holidays this soon becomes a race to see how drunk you can get.
At our local RSL, the Habord Diggers, where we are members of the mounties, they host the largest game of Two-up in the Southern Hemisphere. The Aussies tell us that this is what the soldiers played in the trenches because it's essentially just betting on flipping a coin, however the wikipedia entry seems to disagree a bit. Regardless, this is the one day a year where it's legal to play two-up, so everyone takes full advantage.
|The crowd at Diggerts|
After an afternoon bbq at our place with some practice rounds of two-up we moved the party over to the diggers. This was around 4 pm, and at this point people had been drinking steadily since noon, if not earlier so the crowd was amazingly enthusiastic about the heads or tails outcome.
|The spinner in action|
In this game, anyone in the crowd who wants to bet on heads holds up some denomination of money and shouts out "20 heads" or "10 on heads" until some random stranger in the crowd decides to take tails. The person betting heads holds the money, and then the "spinner" flips the coins. If the spinner gets three heads in a row they get some additional prize, so generally everytime that it landed heads everyone cheered, and tails was worth a boo.
Amazingly, after hours and hours of drinking, this massive crowd was completely friendly, even with large amounts of money changing hands and no fights broke out. After the sun went down we kicked our way through the piles of empty beer cans and champagne bottles and toasted one more in honor of those who have served.