Fitzroy Falls Reservoir, 9th of March 2014

This reservoir is managed by the Sydney Catchment Authority. It is a beautiful lake in the highlands and can be used for recreational purposes as for instance for sailing. On that Sunday, when we passed there, we saw in the distance quite a few sailing boats. On our way back from the Fitzroy Falls Peter stopped the car near the lake to have a closer look.

Quite a bit of information to be found here on all four sides which I took pictures of. — Quite a bit of information is to be found here. I took pictures of all four sides.

Ah, this is what he had been looking at!

Peter took this picture crawling up close to it. I wonder what sort of mushroom it is. — Peter took this picture crawling up close to it.
I wonder what sort of mushroom it is.

Before we drove on I took some more pictures while sitting in the car. I loved the little yellow flowers.

Maybe I should have been shooting one of the beautiful yellow flowers lying on my tummy! I am sure this would have made a better picture!

I think Peter took this picture just before we drove on to get home for a well deserved cup of tea and some delicious apricot pie which we would get in Robertson from the pie shop.

This reminds me Peter took some more pictures in Robertson Here they are:

Robertson is famous for its potatoes. This replica is to remind us of it.

We said, that it looks inviting but we would give it a miss today.

Robertson has become quite touristy, especially on a Sunday.

And here we are again at the pie shop to get this delicious apricot pie for our afternoon tea at home.

From Robertson Peter drove down Macquarie Pass towards our home town of Dapto. We had had a truly lovely Sunday!

Fitzroy Falls on Sunday, 9th of March 2014

We had to walk through the souvenir shop to reach the walking tracks. When we left the shop we to start our walk we noticed a construction site. A little bit of the beginning of the track was closed off. Some renewal of the wooden board walk had been started. The wooden boards are being replaced with a less slippery cover. Presumably some recycled material is used for the new track cover. Something that does not rot like wood does.

Not far from the entrance to the falls we had actually seen a dead wombat near the road side. It had probably been hit by a car.

Soon we could get a glimpse of the waterfall and the vast, vast gully.

I tried to capture a few of the signs along the track.

Another glimpse of the waterfall at the other side of the gully

Peter found a seat next to some more signs.

The following is the sign that greeted us near the beginning of our walk. Well, we made it to the Jersey Lookout. I took a rest there while Peter walked a little bit further. When he came back, he took a lovely picture of me (if I may say so) with his tablet. I have to ask him to give me this picture so I can publish it.

So we never made it to the Twin Falls or to the Grotto. More than forty years ago we actually made it to the Grotto with two of our children. We think it was Monika and Martin who were with us at the time. I wonder whether they can still remember that we went to the Grotto with them.

This is it! Sunday, 9th of March 2014

Yesterday, on Sunday, we made it to the Pie Shop. We made it actually twice to the shop. In the morning, on our way to the Fitzroy Falls, we stopped there for a meat pie and a cup of tea. On the way home in the afternoon we did buy an apricot pie with fresh cream to take home. This apricot pie was absolutely delicious. Sorry, I did not take a picture of it. But I took a picture of my curry meat pie which was lovely too.

On the way to the Fitzroy Falls we wanted to drive through BURRAWANG. We went along a beautiful scenic road. We stopped to take some pictures.

This place looks great. I say "let's have a cup of coffee here". Peter agrees. — This place looks great. I say “let’s have a cup of coffee here”. Peter agrees.

Peter finds a beautiful display of cakes in side and decides to order some rhubarb cake together with the coffee.

We took a table outside. The friendly young waitress carries our cake outside being watched by a customer's dog. — We took a table outside. The friendly young waitress carries our cake outside being watched by a customer’s dog.

We have been given two sets of cutlery to share this lovely cake.

This is another old building in this pleasant little town.

We did make it to the Fitzroy Falls yesterday. But this is going to be another post.

12 Years a Slave

Best movie at the Oscars: 12 Years a Slave. We had planned on seeing it in Newtown today. It would have involved taking a very early train to Sydney. However, we did find out this morning that this movie is already being shown in our local cinema. There is a session at 12,15. So we decided we are going to see it here in our neighbouring suburb this afternoon.

Peter had already informed our children via Facebook that we would be all day in Sydney. He also pointed out that they would not be able to reach him via mobile phone the reason being that he cannot find the phone. The other day when he went out for a run and I was out too, he hid the phone in a secure place so the robbers would not be able to find it. Now he cannot find his phone any more!

While he was looking for his phone, he found his new watch which he had also been hiding in a secure place and could not find for a few days. The problem is, Peter tends to hide his valuables in different spots all the time, instead of just sticking to the same spots which would then be easier to remember. I happen to know a few of his hiding places. But I have not idea where his mobile phone could be. By now we looked everywhere and we just cannot find it.

I do not own a mobile phone of course. I am happy to just use our house phone.

Please have a look here what it says here about the book and the movie: 12 Years a Slave:

http://www.dw.de/for-new-yorker-12-years-a-slave-is-personal/a-17404840

Arguments

Berlioz says a discussion with a female may turn into an argument about male/female relationships the female thinking that the male wants to win a point over the female. So Berlioz says that of course males do want to win the point, but on its merits and not in order to put the female participant down.

Cam anyone please tell me, what this argument is about? Well, of course it concerns male/female relationships. But what is the argument actually about and what kind of points do males want to win? Do males ever let a female win an argument?

I started the discussion a few days ago with:

Are we Equals?

22FEB

http://www.smh.com.au/lifestyle/no-sex-please-were-equals-20140217-32umo.html

I just read the above article in the Sydney Morning Herald. It is an edited version of an article first published in The New York Magazine.

So I am asking myself now can married couples be equals? The answer is of course, sure, they can be equals. However in a sexual way they definitely cannot be equals unless they are happy to live more or less in a kind of sibling relationship.

I think the French did get it right a long time ago: Viva la difference!

Beginning of Autumn in Australia

Today is the first of March 2014. The first of March is officially the beginning of autumn in Australia. Here at the East Coast of Australia we are at present in a rain period. For quite a few days there’s been some steady, drizzly rain. However since last night the rain seems to have increased a lot. Probably we are going to have quite a bit more rain before the sun shines again. The temperature is still a bit above 20 Celsius most of the time. This is why I would call this rain a ‘warm’ rain and I like it. Everything looks beautiful fresh and smells nice. Who knows, our area may have been a subtropical rainforest area in earlier times? With all this vegetation growing we seem to be getting more and more birds here. We can often hear lots of different birds, but hardly ever see any. They are mostly well covered in the dense bush along the neighbouring creek. Sometimes we notice a flock of galahs or rosellas.

We, Peter and I, had been discussing that we should visit one of the waterfalls in our area some time soon. We haven’t been to a waterfall for quite some time. Would be good to take some pictures there. We decided now, it’s better to wait a bit until the rain has eased off a bit more. Peter reckons in this kind of weather it can be very foggy up in the escarpment.

This morning I had another look at my January pictures. Bear with me when I publish once more a few more of these sign pictures I took. What I did this morning is that I cropped all these pictures quite a lot so as to make the writing better visible.

Outside my window it’s pouring, pouring. A really huge downpour. I think it is best to stay home today!

Wishing all my blogger friends a very good weekend.

Peter loves to use the John O'Dwyer Oval for his practising. — Peter loves to use the John O’Dwyer Oval for his practising.

Diary

Diary

http://www.sheknows.com/health-and-wellness/articles/983591/saltines-are-worst-food-for-your-teeth

The worst food for your teeth? Something like crackers!

I had totally forgotten about this article. Just now I came across it and thought it can’t do any harm to publish the URL to it. Have a look, it says dark chocolate is good for your teeth!

Last Thursday I went to the Heart Moves class. On that day there had happened to be a function in the hall that we use. I think that function had been booked to last till 12 o’clock. But by 12,30 they had not cleared the room yet. Obviously the function itself was finished. However quite a few people stayed behind, talking to each other. After a while someone from our group went in there pointing out to them that we were waiting to be let into the room for our class. They said they did not mind if we came in straight away. So this when our group went in and occupied chairs along the wall. We were about twenty people. In the middle of the room there were about eighty more chairs which had to be disposed off in the adjoining store-room space. Some people were busy doing it. It took a while. In one corner of the hall were a couple of tables with a lot of scrumptious food. These were just left-overs!

Soon someone approached our group inviting us to help ourselves to some of the food on the tables. Our class was supposed to start at 12,30. Even though our instructor had arrived already and had been setting up her music for the class, it did not look like we were able to start any time soon.

So most of our group, including our instructor, were helping themselves to this ‘free’ lunch. Some women objected that they would not be fit to do the exercises after having eaten such a lot. I had accidentally taken a meat sandwich which had looked to me like there was only cheese and salad on it. It was some kind of meat which I definitely was not able to eat. It ended up in the bin. I stuck to eating a lot of crackers, which I had spilled on the tablecloth in my clumsiness. I did not think it was appropriate to put them back into the serving bowl. I did not want them to end up in the bin. so I added them all to my food bowl. They turned out to be rather salty but quite tasty. So I did eat them all!

That day I think I was not all that good in following all the instructions for the exercises. I wonder whether the crackers had something to do with this? Today, it’s Thursday again and there is going to be another class. I promised myself that I would not eat anything before today’s class . Better safe than sorry.

Peter does another Walk and Run on the Oval

I took this picture and all the sign pictures already on 30th January 2014

In January I posted already some pictures of Peter’s walk and run on the oval. Two weeks later he did do the same again. For some reason I did not feel like going along with him then and gave it a miss. But when he went again yesterday I gave myself a push an went along with him. And I quite enjoyed the outing. However yesterday I did not take any pictures. So all the pictures I post today I took already in January.

Yesterday I put my toe shoes for a leisurely walk around the oval. After my walk I did a bit of reading in my kindle while I was waiting for Peter to finish his run/walk. Peter also had his toe shoes on. He loves to wear them on grass. As far as concerns all the signs on the pictures, I must point out that the danger of this summer’s fire season seams to be nearly over. It is nearly March now, meaning that it is not very likely that we get very hot days again. In January I wrote to one of the comments:

“It is a huge sporting complex, Robert. I did not explore all the areas. What I found remarkable is that they pointed out what to do in case of a bushfire. I guess the wooded areas have become more dense and there is more fuel now so that a fire has become more of a possibility since we seem to be getting more and more very hot days with very strong winds.”

As I said from now on there is probably not that great a danger any more. Our summer is nearly over. Apparently the bushfire emergency area is on field which is the John O’Dwyer Oval, the one where Peter does his training.

I did yesterday a bit of practising again, I mean I drove our car for a short distance in the Croome Sporting Complex area before we left to drive home. I just want to get used to driving again. Since I had this eye operation a long, long time ago I always was happy to leave it up to Peter to do the driving. So I must say I am shockingly out of practice. And I am nearly 80 now. I still have my drivers’ license though. I am asking myself again and again, should I really aim at keeping the license a bit longer?

Peter is going to have his eye operation in a couple of weeks!

How to build a perfect refugee camp

My apologies to my blogger friends for adding another link, this time from New York Times Magazine. This article was published already a week ago, but I came across it only just now. I am very impressed how the refugee problem is handled in Turkey. I wonder are they more humanely thinking than we are?

Are we Equals?

http://www.smh.com.au/lifestyle/no-sex-please-were-equals-20140217-32umo.html

I just read the above article in the Sydney Morning Herald. It is an edited version of an article first published in The New York Magazine.

I think the French did get it right a long time ago: Viva la difference!