Monthly Archives: December 2010

Christmas 2010

It is hard to imagine another 12 months has passed already.
Life has settled a bit into a routine with work and school, though we did manage one excursion to Tasmania in September. The scenery was luscious and the weather mixed.
dove-lake-angelsSnowfight on Mt Wellington
For the girls first trip we hit most of the landmarks, walking in Cradle Lake National Park, cruise up the Gordon River, tour of the Cadbury’s factor and a walk on the beaches of Freycinet National Park. We had rain, snow and sunshine and a relatively calm trip there and back on the Spirit of Tasmania so all was good and the girls really loved it, except the rain.
Cath and I also had the pleasure of going to Hanging Rock for the Leonard Cohen concert along with about 12,000 others. While this pretty well overwhelmed the transport system, leading to an interesting trip to and from the concert, the event itself was impressive. We missed Dan Sultan but saw Clare Bowditch, Paul Kelly and the inimical Leonard Cohen himself. It is amazing how many of his songs we knew and he is still an amazing performer at 76. There is still some hope for me. The stage

Siobhan has now finished Grade 5, quoted as one of the highlights of her year, and high school beckons in the near future. Still very much a home body, she has formed some strong friendships amongst her school mates, though a couple will be tested as friends move to different schools. She really enjoyed her 11th birthday with a movie outing and sleep over with some of her close friends. Siobhan has also developed all the trappings of a teenager with iPod grafted to hand, morning sleep-ins and clothes creatively scattered around her room and the house.

Siobhan has once again enjoyed a successful year at school with excellent reports and she continues to develop her tennis skills. Tennis also gave Siobhan her first experience with competitive sport when her coach managed to talk her into playing in a local team. Getting up early on Sunday morning turned into a bit of a drag particularly in the depths of winter but we both survived with some success though the strange grading system meant some funny mismatches. Alas she could not be talked into a second season.
Kiara has also enjoyed her school year and was most pleased to have a number of her friends in the same class. Her creative side has come out with much cooking and building going on. Most importantly with much help from her teacher this year her reading and spelling have come on a treat. This is most pleasing as we were worried we would have another engineer in the family. Though if the train she built to play in over last summer is anything to go by, this may still be the case.
Kiara has been most active outside of school as well. She has now played two seasons with great enjoyment, success and much squealing. This also gave dad a bit of a chance to get involved with coaching and do some polite and constructive encouragement from the side line, usually. (I only got told off a couple of times, honest.) She is still getting tennis lessons and has been learning hip hop dancing. She really enjoyed the dancing particularly her end of year concert.

Cath has now survived my first year of full time teaching since the girls were born and while it has been busy and stressful at times it was not too bad. The main issue is fewer jobs seem to get done around the house and the small increase in exercise that was happening is once again on the back burner. So the bike gathers cob-webs, I still haven’t made the boat I got for last Christmas, built the book shelf or put in the extra water tank. We do have some pets now as I got some stick insects for my birthday .
Cath has allegedly cut back on her hours of work to finish renovating the house but the evidence is not strong as she still seems to spend many hours working on all sorts of other projects. Some of this is a bit of private contract work; some is supporting her mum, Judy, as she copes with growing old and being alone following Joe’s death 2 years ago. A major part of her “free time” early in the year was looking after her aunt Margot after a knee replacement and eventually helping her settle into a nursing home.
Meanwhile my mum, Jean, is not travelling so well. Her dementia still means her memory is almost nonexistent but at least it remains fairly stable. Physically she is not as good this year. Her knees have gradually got worse so that she had started to use a walking frame and had quite a nasty fall in November. She is currently in hospital being assessed as she is now unable to walk at all. Once this is finished she will need to move into care at some level or another as alas she is no longer to be cared for at home.
On a more positive note the year ended with another successful, if slightly damp street party, and while we didn’t win the lights competition we are getting closer. The street kids are also getting better at their carolling which is a great relief.
And next year we need to plan Cath’s 50th.christmas-lights-2010

Paul,Cath,Siobhan & Kiara.

Day 11

After a reasonable nights sleep it just remains to greet the dawn at Port Melbourne, drive home for breakfast and collapse after another successfulback-home family holiday.

Day 10

Our last day in Tasmania so what should we do?

Head off to Elephant Pass for pancakes of course!

Various other options and plans were discussed but mainly we just headed back to Devonport and saw what we saw on the way. A short stop to wander the beaches north of Bicheno and marvel at how whit the sand was and how remote it all seemed. Winding our way up to Elephant Pass for the well promoted pancakes which were worth it. Then slipped down a back lane, or maybe a goat track, to look at a local craftshop.

We tried to visit some old growth forests near Avennue River and Mathinna Falls but the roads looked better on the maps and we mainly found rutted tracks, plantations and clear fell sites. Pretty depressing really.

Eventually back on the main roads we zoomed – sort off- towards Devonport, stopping briefing at Ashgrove Dairy to stock up on some lovely Tasmanian cheeses. Unfortunately the chocolate shop was shut.

The its back into the queues and onto the Spirit of Tasmania for our return trip.Cabin fever

Day 9

What else to do on the east coast but walk in Freycinet National Park, through the saddle to Wineglass Bay. The natives are so friendly the sand so white, the water so clear, the climb so steeep!
Greeting the nativesOn the way upWineglass BayThe beachThe rocksThe climb

After puffing our way back up from Wineglass Bay we ambled home for a rest and relax before doing a night tour of the local penguin colony. The girls were impressed at being able to see the penguins up close and personal, sometimes very personal as they seemed to not worry about us peeking into their boxes or waddling along next to you on the tracks, but they do smell.

Day 8

View to Mt WellingtonWake up to a sunny day in Richmond but can still see the snow on Mt Wellington.

As today is going to be a travel day we start by pottering around Richmond looking at all the historical buildings. Girls are a bit reluctant and Siobhan is mortified we might go near the school especially as it is a school day in Tasmania. Still we visit the Catholic church, the old gaol, walk down by the bridge and view the golly shop. We even manage to time our visit to the bakery for branch to avoid most of another torrential down pour. Despited stated reluctance the girls seem to quite enjoy the whole outing.
Richmond BridgeRichmond Goal

Having toured around and bought more sugar at the lolly shop we headed off to our last stop over at Bicheno on the east coast. The trip across and up alternated between boring and scenic. On arrival, again in the rain, we found ourselves in a nice cabin with excellent facilities. Kiara found her self drawn to the lake and managed to convince Cath to supervise her as she tried out kayaking with some success! Cath and I then managed to escape for awhile with a walk along the foreshore rocks to view the blow hole and the famous red rocks of the east coast.Blowhole

A bit of shopping at the local gave us sustenance as we planned our next day. I hoped for a decent walk at Freycinet and Cath eyed of the local penguin tour.

Day 7

Having settled in at Richmond we planned a tourist adventure around Hobart in and out of the rain.cadburys

First stop the Cadbury’s factory “tour”, very scripted basically a cruise around the shop with a little demo and video in the theatrette. Not much of a tour of the factory but plenty of free chocolate and cheap chocolate. We come away laden with calories and sugar. The kids loved it.

cascadeOn to the Cascade Brewery with lunch in the car. Far more of a traditional factory tour including the safety instruction, yellow vests and safety goggles. Got to peek here and there, some interesting stories and free samples after. Who knew there could be so many varieties of beer. Also the bottle line was amazing with dancing lines of bottles snaking around the place. Nice little cafe where you can get your tastings and a bowl of chips as the rain sleeted down.

With a break in the weather we wind our way up Mt Wellington. Don’t get near the top as the snow starts to fall and we decide we needed to escape the car. Have a great time running around in the snow, throwing snow balls and trying to make snow men, until Siobhan realises canvas shoes aren’t good in the snow and her feet are freezing. Head back down the hill to chilly Hobart and Salamanca Place. (Sure I saw the ranger closing gates as we drove down)Snowfight on Mt Wellington

Wander through the wind and rain of the docks looking at interesting craft shops and argue over what to do about dinner. Finally decide we are all too cold to think rationally and drive back to Richmond for takeaway and getting warm in front of the TV.

Day Six

On to Hobart!Looking Back to Queenstown
So finally back to my travelogue. After leaving Strahen we headed back to Queenstown, then over the mountains to our next stop at Richmond. Its a bit long trip but we plan some stops along the way as we cross through the wilderness regions of Tasmania. The weather is rather cold and wet when we leave but improves slightly as we pass through Queenstown, stopping for some scenic views of the famous moonscape terrain.Eroded Hillside

Over the ranges and past Lake Burbury, one of the earliest of the hydroelectric dam lakes and through the Wild Rivers National Park. Stop part way for a short walk to view the Franklin River, but by the time we climb to the look out there is horizontal rain and then snow. Once more Siobhan learns a lesson about why we hassle them to dress appropriately. Lunch in the rain in the car then onto Lake St Clair.

The views from a short walk by the lake promise to be magic but when we get there they are magic for a different reason, snow! Wild rivers plunge into the lake and we briefly walk the end of the overland trail, so now we can say we walked both ends of the famous overland track, just not the bit in between.

Wild riverEnd of the overland walk.Lake St ClairSnowy Walk

Lake St Clair has an impressive ranger station and cafe so we settle down for hot chips and hot chocolate to wait out the storm. Then it is on to Richmond and after surviving the traffic jams around the Derwent we eventually arrive at old Richmond town, only to discover we weren’t really sure where our accommodation was. Fortunately Richmond isn’t too big and after 3 laps of the town we eventual find our luxury accommodation amongst the orchards and vine trellises, avail our self’s of their lovely restaurant and settle in for the night on the edge of the country side.The girls relax