Australia

Turns out a Bank Holiday Monday is the same the world over - this was the scene as we drove into Queensland on the Queen's Birthday Weekend (er, hello, WE don't celebrate the Queen's birthday - what happened to that day off??!)
Bank Holiday Weather:

Two of Australia’s most prolific industries are mining and farming, so we thought we’d better take the girls to a farmstay to balance out the massive machines we’d seem out west. They’re too young for a Jillaroo-type experience so we went to a little place in the hills behind Brisbane which was perfect for them – up at 8am feeding all the animals, collecting eggs, milking cows and then riding horses and quad bikes around the place too.

Farm chores:

We had a great cabin with a wood burning stove to light beating the evening chill and an oven for pizza and lasagne! Interrupting the distant views of the Brisbane skyline and the Sunshine Coast, the horses would wander past the door of our cabin looking for the carrots the owners had thoughtfully placed in the fridge and there was the most adorable Jersey cow pottering about with her 3 day old calf:

From there we were pretty close to Australia Zoo – home of The Crocodile Hunter, the late Steve Irwin. From the age of 2 our beautiful baby girl, she of the blue eyes and blond bubble curls sat mesmerised by ‘Stevie’ during his escapades on Sunday afternoon TV and has been a reptile crusader ever since. One of her favourite games is ‘croc capture’ where she pounces on you unawares, flattens you to the floor and shouts ‘TOP JAW ROPE ON, BLINDFOLD ON!’ So it was with trepidation that we took her to Australia Zoo – would it live up to expectations?? No worries (as they are fond of saying here) she thought it was fab, LOVED the demos in the Crocoseum and carefully studied all the snakes to check if they were venomous or not. It’s a cool place and there’s a lot of Stevie memorabilia there too which is an amazing tribute.

Feeding time in the Crocoseum, Australia Zoo:

From the Sunshine Coast we stopped in Brisbane for the day to wander around down by the waterfront and through the Botanic Gardens for a play, before heading back to the Gold Coast to see a pommie friend of ours who moved to Oz 12 years ago and hasn’t looked back since! Dani and her Aussie partner, James, live in Southport on the northern end of the Gold Coast in a great split level house and have two dogs and a cat which the girls instantly fell in love with, insisting they be involved in all feeding, walking etc. It was great being in someone’s home again and although we haven’t seen Dan since 1996 it didn’t seem like it as she hasn’t changed a bit! The first day we were there we just hung out, did some laundry and then headed down to Surfers Paradise for lunch and a dig on the beach.

Although it is hardly publicised outside the local area, this is whale watch time on the Gold Coast – most humpback whale watchers on the East Aussie Coast head to Hervey Bay and Fraser Island further north where they turn up in July, but the gentle giants actually come close to the coast all the way from Sydney to Cairns hanging out in the warmer waters off Australia to mate and calve – so the following day we got on a boat! Dani found a coupon on the back of her till receipt which made it a great bargain, and it was sooo cool – we saw lots of different whales but mostly hung out with a very active pair who were breaching, tail slapping, fin slapping and watching us right in front of the boat! One of the things on Fin’s RTW list was whale watching, we thought it would be in cold wet Kaikoura, New Zealand, but sunny and warm in Oz sure sounds better! Also the whales in Kaikoura are mostly sperm whales, fascinating to learn about, but not nearly as playful as the beautiful humpbacks:

Plus we got to see the Surfers Paradise skyline from the water:

The Gold Coast is ‘theme park city’ and James works for the Warner Village group and was very kind to get us some amazing discounts on tickets to SeaWorld, so the six of us went which made it a great day out for us too, having adults to hang out with! We pulled up all the details of the various parks for the girls to choose which one they wanted to go to, thinking they would prefer one with rides etc, but they looked at the SeaWorld one and said ‘wow, they’ve got dolphins and dugongs and sharks – COOL.’ Excuse me, but didn’t you see them just a month ago in the wild??? We all had a fab time although Chris and James nearly required medical treatment while riding around on the cable car.

Chris and James: (Hands off ladies, that 80's throwback is my husband! Dani said ‘Did Chris have those glasses 12 years ago too?)

So our last day we just hung out with the guys, went out for lunch, did some packing and the girls played endlessly with the dogs (delighted) and Socks the cat (less delighted) - thank you so much Dani and James for giving up your precious time off – we loved staying with you.

Brooke and Morgan – blog stars!!

The following day we were out the door at 8.30am heading for the airport and our flight to Auckland and were seen out of Oz by an amazingly friendly immigration officer who ‘tattooed’ the girls’ hands as well as their passports!

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Three weeks to get from Sydney to Brisbane sounds like a long time, and even by Australian standards this should be plenty as it’s only about 900kms directly from A to B, but we still wanted to make the most of the days. Scanning the weather reports in Canberra it was as we feared – NSW was going to be cold and wet :-( We had decided anyway that we probably wouldn’t spend too much time at the coast as we are trying to shed the ‘english-person-with-gritted-teeth-on-the-beach-in-all-weathers’ image, plus we were quite intrigued by tales of a large gold coloured guitar on the inland track…

So we headed north towards a place called Dubbo, which was about 4 hours drive away. We stopped at the Wellington Caves about 30kms before Dubbo as it seemed a good winter activity. It was pretty stunning with the massive Cathedral Cave (concert venue) and very interesting (well I thought so, but maybe I was the only one) with lots of little fossilised shells and critters and a near perfect example of rock folding – oh and of course the usual stalagmites, tites etc etc. Cave diving also goes on here in the subterranean waters, but thankfully our man hasn’t done that scary spec yet.

Wellington Caves:

In Dubbo itself we found a cabin at last – the usual ‘Dubbo’s a big place, there’ll be plenty of places to stay’, only to be confronted with a whole street of ‘No Vacancy’ signs as you arrive in the dark! We have found in most places there’s a critical ‘fill-up’ time around 4pm – you need to be in a room by then! So with a roof over our heads I did a quick pasta run to the shops and we settled in. Reading through the masses of tourist info (we had forgotten how much Australia still relies on leaflets and info-zines to advertise until we got here again) we decided to go to Jedda Boomerang where you can design your own bendy stick, so the girls got busy practising with the finger-damaging glowing red elements and scorched all sorts of dolphins, suns and swirls into a blank.

Caution – Sadie at work:

They also gave us a demo of how to throw them but it was too windy for any of us to try and risk serious injury from a small piece of wood. It’s just a small place but they were really helpful and great with the kids. Dubbo’s most visited attraction is the Western Plains Zoo – with the accent on African animals - but as we live down the from Longleat Safari Park we decided to give it a miss, although we wondered if that was so wise when everyone we met in town looked wonderingly when we said we weren’t going! Instead as the first spits of rain fell we headed to an indoor play area which had a great coffee machine and predictably few children there 2pm, so that finished off our day!

Yeeeehah - next day we headed to Tamworth, home of country music and the aforementioned Golden Guitar!
The Big Golden Guitar:

The guitar is pretty cool, but the wax museum of country music stars looked a bit cheesy (plus we only knew who Keith Urban was – did he change his name especially to sing country??) so we moved on…Having learned from our mistake we had booked ahead this time and had a great unit with a separate bedroom for the girls which meant we all got some space and a good nights’ sleep.

From Tamworth we headed out east along the Waterfall Way. This road runs close to no fewer than 5 national parks and the water levels can change from a trickle to a torrent and although we had managed to stay pretty much dry by travelling inland, there had been a lot of rain nearer the coast and the waterfalls were full to bursting! We were amazed by the scenery as we wound through the hills, so lush and green, a complete contrast to the flat red of WA, the bare layered rock gorges of Karijini and the parched brown farmlands around Canberra. Northern New South Wales is temperate, the mountains catch the rainfall and its far north enough to escape frosts in winter.

Ebor Falls:

On the other side of the hills we drove up to Ballina on the coast for a few days beach time and the weather obliged! Compared to the hinterland the temperature change was amazing – back to high 20’s in the days and dropping only to 14 degrees or so at night, so lovely. We found a ‘holiday park’ and a cabin with a separate ‘cupboard’ with bunks in for the girls, a heated pool with water park bit and a kids playground with a huge jumping pillow thing, so for the first day we didn’t leave the site! We headed off to local Shelley’s Beach for a bit of rock-pooling and also headed up to Byron Bay for a picnic and a poke around the funky shops up there and the main beach was very sheltered which made it great for digging but awful for surfing! Chris and I stayed in Byron Bay 10 years ago and now it’s all trendy café’s. Must remember the mantra ‘never go back, never go back’.

Byron Bay main beach:

After a great few days relaxing we realised we had to fly in a week – ONWARDS!!
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We arrived into Sydney on the Virgin Blue flight at around 10.30pm (is it our imagination or are the seats REALLY uncomfortable on that plane?), which sounds late, but of course was only 8.30pm to our body clocks which were reset to Asia/WA time way back in November! We picked up the car without incident and rather than doing the 30 mins into town and try and navigate a busy city in the dark, we headed to the airport ‘Formule 1’ to rest our heads. Here on the East Coast we are going one-way, in a roundabout sort of fashion, so we will drop the car off in Brisbane right before our flight to Auckland. But anyway, back to Sydney…

Next morning we were up late – our 7.30 has turned into 9.30 =:-o!! Not wishing to partake of the Krispy Kreme breakfast option next door to the hotel we decided to head to Sydney’s most famous brekkie joint - Bondi Beach. It was gorgeous, the sun was shining, good food and people watching, followed by a run on the winter weekday sand.

Bondi Beach:

Yes, of course it’s winter here, although sunny and 21 celsius seems like a pretty good ‘low’ season to me! If only November temps were like that at home. We headed into town to our hotel on William St – bang in the middle of town. We have taken to tracking recently refurbished hotels as they often slash their rates – this one is a quarter of the rack rates thanks to winter specials and a refit. That afternoon we walked over the very high Sydney Tower and zoomed to the top for amazing views over the city and harbour:

Also included in the price was a funky 3D movie thing all about OZ which was really good reef/beach and outback revision for the girls. For our second day we did the traditional tourist ‘hop on – hop off’ open top bus and stopped to tick the Opera House, Bridge and Darling Harbour off the list. It was another lovely sunny day so we didn’t freeze in our flip flops as we wandered through the wonderful Botanical Gardens too.

Classic Sydney Postcard Pic:

Chris gets arty at the Opera House:

The next day we checked out and drove the 3.5 hours to Canberra to see Miss Smith (her name is actually Sarah!) – Fin’s Year 2 teacher from school last year. Sarah’s partner Jon secured a job in the nation’s capital from the UK and so they have relocated for a year and it was great to see some familiar faces! The nights suddenly got a LOT colder (down to freezing) and we had to change rooms when we realised the heating didn’t work in the first one! Amazingly the sun still shone pulling the temps up to 20 degrees in the day and we saw lots of the sights of Canberra over the 3 days we were there:

Parliament House (which was cool – amazing that you could walk right into the public gallery over the chamber) – with the symbol of Australia gleaming like a spider web on top:

The War Memorial - encyclopaedic knowledge of Australian war involvement and more tears by the wall of names:

Lanyon Homestead - so interesting and beautifully restored to reflect station life in the 1850-1900’s:

The National Museum of Australia (microscopically charting Aussie history from the indigenous tribes right through recent history) – showcasing this special exhibition of an incredible aboriginal ‘land claim’ map:

We saw lots of Sarah and Jon and talked a lot about living overseas and the pros and cons, and had dinner with some of Sarah’s very extended family who live in Canberra and have small children, which was a great evening for the girls.

So despite the derogatory remarks of Bill Bryson and others we enjoyed our time in Canberra – there is certainly plenty to do, but it does lack something compared to other Aussie cities. Settled when it was it’s a real shame that it wasn’t developed in an art deco style (such as Napier in New Zealand) or similar classic style of the time – it would give the city more of a focus and place in time, it was actually settled in 1913 but most of it looks as though it was finished last week. Chris and I have visited Perth, Darwin, Cairns, Brisbane, Melbourne, Adelaide, Sydney and now Canberra on our travels and remain convinced that Aussie cities have never really evolved past the administration centres they started out as. They are too glossy, too many trendy conversions and lack a lot of wonderful Edwardian and Victorian buildings that would have been built – the best examples we saw were in Kalgoorlie, where all energies have gone into getting gold out of the ground – it’s too remote to try and attract huge tourist numbers. City life is absolutely NOT what Australia is about, and Sydney has always been our least favourite – it just tries too hard. This trip we liked it better, but not as much as Perth, and certainly nowhere near as much as Hanoi, Bangkok and the other Asian centres which still maybe have a sense of worrying too much about sustaining life and health and much less about image.

(However, when all's said and done, as Bill Bryson said, Canberra is still the Gateway to Everywhere Else! - Ed)

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All too soon it was time to bring our road trip to an end and head back to Perth, although we wanted to make one more stop on the way. Approximately half way along the Great Eastern Highway we turned south to get to Hyden, the main town near to Wave Rock. It’s a pretty cool lump of rock which has been sculpted by the wind and rain to form a near perfect wave shape. We stayed the night there in a National Park cabin, seeing again the amazing night sky with minimal man-made interruptions.

Wave Rock:

The next day we covered the last 330kms or so back to Perth, where we stopped in the city centre at a swanky suite as we had as very special day ahead of us – Fin’s 8th birthday and our 10th wedding anniversary. It was lovely to have so much space and we also had a kitchen, a laundry and best of all – a dishwasher!! After 8 months of washing dishes it was luxury! (Sad, I know!) After opening lots and lots of presents Fin requested some aussie animal interaction for her special day, so we headed off to Cohunu Wildlife Park to visit lots of kangas (with joeys in pouches, sometimes upside-down with their legs sticking out rather than heads), wallabies, wombats, emus, black swans and very cute snoozy koalas, all free to roam around the park with you and really a bit too friendly in some cases! We managed to have yet another WA attraction to ourselves – Chris said ‘How wonderful of you to arrange another private visit!’

Mummy and (very large) baby:

Koala cuddles:

Returning home to the balloon covered apartment we had more pressies (including a wonderful box of chocs delivered from my mum), a birthday tea party with ‘Vienetta’ cake, received calls from well wishers and watched a movie until bedtime, so hopefully it was a good birthday. Chris and I mumbled ‘Happy anniversary darling, can you believe it’s been 10 years?’ before promptly falling asleep on the sofa, which we have come to learn is the legacy of getting married and having a baby on the same date!

We celebrated the following evening however, as we stayed at Jan’s and she very kindly offered to babysit so we could go to the cinema and see the new Indiana Jones movie – WOW do we feel up to date!! We had a lovely lunch with her, Kathy, Jenny and assorted grandchildren and managed to see Richard before we left too, so it was great to be able to say goodbye to everyone.

All that remained was to wash a month’s worth of red dust and flies of the car and hand it back before heading to the airport and our flight to Sydney - we realised we had done almost 6000kms in a month. We felt so sad leaving Western Australia – yet another place we have felt so at home in, mostly due to the Pengelley hospitality as always, and the welcoming friendly attitude we encountered everywhere. Sadly I can’t recommend it at all, as I hope it stays just as we have left it!!

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If you look up ‘Gold Rush Town’ in a dictionary, I wouldn’t be surprised if it says ‘see Kalgoorlie- Boulder.’ It is a picture perfect example that lead us to wonder if we had wandered onto a film set – Chris said ‘are we at Disneyland already?’ But this is all real, left and restored as it was built at the turn of the last century. It is definitely still a mining town – right next to the town is the Superpit which sits on the Golden Mile, one of the most expensive pieces of land in the world, due to the rich gold seam running beneath it. We took a stroll to the Superpit lookout, confident we had seen ‘big’ things but goodness that’s a BIG hole in the ground - 300m deep, 1.5km wide and 4 kms long (and still digging!)

The Kalgoorlie Superpit:

Next we went off to the airport – not to catch a plane, but to look at a very important one – that of the Royal Flying Doctor Service. All the time we were driving around WA we were thankful that this amazing service (again thought up and started by one man with his plane) would be there to help us in a medical emergency. State health funding has a lot of ground to cover when only 2 million people live spread out on 2.5 million square kilometres and so outside Perth the only cover is what we would call ‘cottage hospitals’ back in the UK – they can cover simple broken bones, chronic conditions, clinics, maternity, and care for the elderly etc, but anything acute is almost certain to need air-lifting to Perth as none of the regional centres have intensive care units. They also provide an unprecedented back up to the mining industry – which could not operate safely without their services - and run outback clinics on stations and aboriginal communities deep in the bush too. The RFDS planes are kitted out with 2 beds and 2 chairs, enabling them to carry up to 4 patients at once, and have all the same equipment as a modern emergency unit – as a result they cost a whopping US$800,000 to kit out, on top of the $6 million for the actual plane itself. The government give them a grant to cover around 80% of their operating costs (something which is a very hot topic here as it is ‘Budget’ time) but new equipment is financed solely by their own fundraising – needless to say we spent heavily in the shop and left a donation, knowing that had we had an accident in the last month we probably would have needed a plane dispatched from Kalgoorlie.

The priceless Royal Flying Doctor Service:

The following day we decided to do at least one non-mining related activity and went horse-riding. This was part of Fin’s birthday treat but we were mindful of the weather forecast back in Perth – 20 and rain v 27 and sunny in Kalgoorlie! So we headed off for an hour’s amble through the dust, Sadie perched on a natty plastic ‘kiddie seat’ strapped on to the front of my saddle, Fin and Chris on their own. Of course Fin ended up with Bingo, the stereotypical little fat cheeky pony who tried to snack on every patch of green we went past, but she did really well, hauling his head up and telling him off, and was very pleased with herself when we got back!

As it was 100 years ago and still is today– on horseback in the outback:

After that we were out of mine-free options and so ended up at the Mining Hall of Fame, which chronicles the history of mining in the area with big section on Paddy Hannan who had been one of the first to strike gold in Kalgoorlie and also CY O’Connor’s dream of the water pipeline from Perth which sadly only became a reality after his death, but is so cool to see it stretching along the side of the road - literally bringing life to the Goldfields. Also at the museum was the chance to go down the original underground shaft drilled before anyone realised quite what a huge deposit it was, which the girls thought was very cool. They also loved watching the ‘gold pour’ and got to pan for gold themselves finding a couple of specks to their delight.

The gold pour:

The next day, mindful of the time ticking down to our flight to Sydney, we had to head back to Perth, but were sad to leave Kalgoorlie and all it’s amazing history.
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