Australian trip 2003

Day 53. Fryday 31 October 2003. Back in Holland
Arrival in Holland

Day 52. Thursday 30 October 2003. Leaving Sydney, leaving Australia

After saying goodbye to our hosts Lynne and Rick we drove to Britz to bring in the Mitsubish we rented for the last couple of days. Again we met Therese and she got us cleared quite quickly. Lucky for us, other people just arrived with a taxi, so I just asked him if he could wait a minute or two and then drive us to the airport.
Service for Britz was more then good and I can recommend them to anyone that wants to rent a campervan.
Then went on to the airport and as we were early had a walk around and drank a cup of coffee. When we could check in our luggage on suitcase was 2 kilo over weight, so we had to re-pack the suitcases. The maximum weight for any piece of luggage is 32 kilo, a rule witch we had forgotten about.
But we went through customs and bought some thing at the tax free. I now bought my bottle of Cougar bourbon and also we bought some last souvenirs.
We were to fly flight QF 0001 to Bangkok and from Bangkok to London and from London to Amsterdam on a KLM flight.
Again we had a good flight and service once again was very good. Both form the crew to Bangkok as from the crew to London. Lucky for us the flight to Bangkok was not booked in full so we had enough space to sleep on the chairs all the way to London.
It would be nice if economy class had chairs that give more comfort while sleeping, but I guess that would make flying to expensive. But on the other hand the chairs in the flight to London were wonderful and also in Economy class full leather very comfortable.

Day 51. Wednesday 29 October 2003. Sydney
Had to pack our suitcases and then we relaxed a bit and did some shopping. Last day of our holiday has arrived. I sent an email to all of the people that we know in Australia and who have email. Must say I felt quite sad to know we would be leaving Australia and not be back for another two or three years. But that’s life I guess. On the other hand we will be back with our family and friends in Holland.

Day 50. Tuesday 28 October 2003. Sydney
Had to meet Brian at about 11.40 to get the tickets for the opening and see about where we were going to eat and how to get to the theatre.
The opening was at 18.00 hours on East Circular Quay and dinner was planned at “Godiva” at 19.00 hours and the piece “Myth, Propaganda and Disaster in Nazi Germany and Contemporary America” from Stephen Sewell would be starting at “The Stables” 10, Nimrod street Sydney (ph. 02-9361-381) at 20.00. Close, but Brian thought we would be able to do it all.
Gilda has quite some problems after climbing the bridge, but she does not regret having climbed it.

Later Brian called in to tell that the opening was pushed forward by 30 minutes. So that was cutting it short for Rick and Lynne as they would be both working till 17.00 hours.
When they came in we hurried to the train and walked to the Quayside Brasserie, shop1,2 East Circular Quay. The official opening of the Rugby Art Exhibition was still to be, so we had some time to get to know some people. I introduced Brain to Rick and Lynne and Brian introduced us to heaps of people and I found my way to get to speak with the artists, Martin Tighe and Marie-helen Delemolle.
We had a couple of drinks and at about seven we went to Godiva to meet Stephen Sewell. Brian introduced all of us to Stephen and visa versa. When we had arrived there it was to late to have dinner together so we went strait to the Stables to see Stephens play. (here is a latest review of this play dated 31, october 2003)
On the way there I had the pleasure of getting to know Stephen a bit.
It was quit funny that it took a guy to come from Holland to make these for people who live in Australia and all are related to meet on this evening.
I felt quite pleased about that, especially as every one seemed to get on with each other.

Day 49. Monday 27 October 2003. Sydney
Up early to take the 8 o'clock train from Artarmon to Sydney, as we need to be in Sydney to CLIMB THE BRIDGE at 9.45. And as we are better early by on hour that late by 5 minutes we were in Sydney much to early. We arrived at 5, Cumberland Street at 8.35. As it happened there was a place for us in the next tour at 8.55, so we just took that one.
The preparation for the bridge climb is very well organized. After clearing out all our pockets and put our personal affairs in a locker, we were fitted in a special overall.
Then they took us to fit on the security belt and explained how this works whilst you move along the security cable on the bridge. Next is fitting on a cap, a handkerchief and a band to attach you glasses, all of which is attached to the bridge-climbing suit.
For training purpose you will have to climb up and down a ladder as they are on the bridge. This gives you a feeling of what you are getting yourself into!
Last step of the preparation is getting fitted on a one-way radio and head set to unable you to listen to the comments of the guide. Our Guide was Big Pete.
Now we are ready to climb the bridge. A short walk for the "training centre" and we start our climb with a walk over the road at about 20 meters high. At the end of the walk we climb 5 ladders that go straight up. After catching our breath we start climbing the arch of the bridge, and funny as it me seem this is the easy part, but also the highest climb you can make over the Sydnharborour in the open air.
The views are just breath taking and it seems that everyone is waving at you! Even the pilot and passengers of a small plane that flew over waved to us and when the plane had passed the pilot waved to us by tilting the plan a little. The ships passing under the bridge seemed smaller then ever. Even a huge container carrier seemed small. When we reached the top of the arch we where 134 meters above water level.
Then we crossed over to the west side of the bride and stared out climb down, to arrive back at the centre 3 hours later.
This has been quite some experience and if you ever go to Sydney, that's the thing to do!
Not cheap mind you, but a thing you'll never forget! Especially the first day after the climb the legs and muscles keep reminding you..
To get back to earth again we had a snack in one of the many bars in The Rocks, and the sat in the roof with a view on the Opera building. Then we went for a walk around The Rock and finished our walk with a tea a "La Renaissance", this is a restaurant were they have real French bread and delicatessen. We had a nice cup of coffee and a Éclaire au chocolat. (The Rocks, 47 Argyle Street , Sydney, NSW 2000
Phone. 61 2 9241 4878) Click here for my review.
Back on the train and of to our appointment with Denise in Collaroy. We met at her place and to our surprise her niece Sandy was there to see us. Then we went for dinner with Denise, her parents and a friend of the family. We had dinner at the RSL as Denis' father is the president there.
After a nice meal and nice talk we went back to Artarmon and had a well earned sleep.

Day 48. Sunday 26 October 2003. Sydney
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Day 47. Saturday 25 October 2003. Sydney
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Day 46. Friday 24 October 2003. Sydney
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Day 45. Thursday 23 October 2003. Sydney
Today cleaned up the camper and brought it in. We drove all the way to the airport as Britz 's garage is quite close. We were checked out by a lady named Theresa and all went real smooth and fast. At the same time we rented a smaller car to unable us to get around Sydney and visit people around Sydney. Renting was quiet easy and as we had rented the camper for so long we got a nice deal on the price of the smaller car.
It was quite a struggle in finding our way around Sydney, but in the end we managed to get there and back. Later on the day I had an appointment with Brian Sewell (also a 3rd cousin) at Artarmon Station and after have had a nice coffee and talk we made a new appointment to get together soon.
Brian was keen on getting some relatives together and wanted to organize a lunch or dinner of some sort.

Day 44. Wednesday 22 October 2003. Sydney
Got up not to late and whole of the day Gilda and me have been busy getting re-organized. Unloading the camper and trying to get in contact with friends in Sydney to see when we can come and see them. Unfortunately we had not much luck in finding people at home.

Day 43. Tuesday 21 October 2003. From Rockley to Sydney
Up at 07.00 and had a nice breakfast with Bruce. It was the last with him this holiday. We had a nice talk and we had a hard time leaving him behind. We could not keep our eyes quite dry.
Just before leaving Bruce gave me a cd of Dolly Parton and Kenny Rodgers.
Set of at 09.00 hours form Rockley to get to Sydney and on the way see Marg in Penrith. I have been promising her to drop by for three years now.
Just as we had gotten in the car and drove out of Rockley Gilda (to my big surprise) played the cd of Dolly Parton (which she absolutely does not want me to play at home!) She even seemed to be enjoying the music. So what I could not accomplish in 18 years of marriage, Bruce did in 3 days!
When we had been driving for maybe 20 minutes my phone came back to live and I received an sms for cousin Christene.
It seems that her mum had been trying to phone us, but as we were out of reachquite often and quite soem time, she coud not reach us.
We had some heavy traffic on the way to Penrith and also lost our way. But we finally met her at about 13.00 hours and we stayed until about 16.00. We had to be off, as I don’t like to drive in the dark much in Sydney, as I don’t know my way around all that well.
We arrived at Ricks’ place at about 18.00 hours.. We went to the Thai near the station in Artarmon. When we went back to the house Lynn had came in.
We had a chat and went to bed at about 22.00 hours.

Day 42. Monday 20 October 2003. Rockley

Cousin Bruce took us for a wonderful trip all around the countryside. We went way up in the hills and had a wonderfull view of all the land that for a great part once belonged to Joseph Sewell.
Bruce also drove us to the farm of cousin William "Billy" Bell. To get at his farm we had to cross "The native Dog Creek". No not crossing the creek by bridge, but by driving trough it.
Yes, that's the rural Australia for you. When we came there Billy had aranged it for us that we could see how he shore a sheep. After that we went to his house were we had a wonderfull early coffee with cakes and nice bread.
Billy also showed us the photo's of his encestors and we also were able to have a look at the old farm-house that was made of mudd.

Day 41. Sunday 19 October 2003. Meeting the Nightingale family
We got up quite early as we were expectd at 11 o'clock at Leisa's place and we had some way to go. Not that it was real far, but we had to cross the country side by unsealed roads and trough paddock's were the cattle was just grazing left and right from us.

Half way a UT ( that's a Pick-up truk or utility truck) passed us and I was joking that he might be an other unknown cousin.

After about half an hour later we made a the road turn to the right and all of a sudden we had a wonderfull view over the vally of the Sewells Creek. We could see the old farm of the late Gerald Nightingale and alo saw, what we founfd out later was the farm of Bruce, and beyond that on the top of a hill, the house of Leisa.

Leisa come over to meet us on a 4 wheel driven motor bike to guide us to he house. When we drove up the gate way we saw the Ut that had overtaken us, which as it turned out did belong to other cousin, being Leisa's uncle Harley.

Day 40. Saturday 18 October 2003. Rockley
Saturday is the day that the only shop in Rockley is opened. So we went for a walk to find that the shop was still closed.
We went on to the Buddnes B & B and had ourselves a nice cup of coffee and a wonderful piece of cake. While we were having our coffee we were surprised by a rally with old-timer cars passing by. Cars like Ford Mustangs, Jaguar E-type, Stags, MG B, but also an simple model 60 Ford Escort. After we finished our coffee we went back to the shop to find that this time it was opened. Of course we went in to buy some souvenirs. We bought a couple of ballpoints made of the twig of a gum tree and "Rockley NSW" inscribed on it.

After having done our shopping we went back to the pub to have a nice drink.

The afternoon we stayed in the bar and watched the rugby world-cup on TV and we talked with some of the locals. One of them we met three years before when h had just been bitten by a big brown (very venomous snake). His name is Pete and he is called wenever there is a snake problem around a farm or house. he catches the snakes and turns them loose in teh wild again. So in 2000 soemthing went wrong and teh snake bit Pete. Also Pete breads a special bread of pony that are jut about 90 cm tall. Pete went home and as it was already about 19.00 hours we were ready for a nice meal. So we ordered someting to eat.
Once more Thomas surprised us and we were served a very good prepared meal and had a very good bottle of wine to match it.
Just as dinner was to be served, Pete and his son called us out to show us two of his little poneys. He had gone all the way to his farm to pick up them up just to sho thm to us.
Well if that isn't the real outback kind of way to do things, I dont know what is.


Meeting Leisa Nightingale.
As it happens, the local policeman was to celebrate his 50th birthday. For this occasion he had a party in the Rockley Pub and there were some people to do the catering and make a "spit". Thomas (the publican) explained that the woman that was doing the catering was a Nightingale. So I went up to see her and asked if she was related to Gerald Nightingale. She explained that he was her grandfather, and then I told her that we were related. We got caught in a nice conversation and then she invited us the have coffee at her place next morning and she would also ask her father and uncle to be there!

Day 39. Friday 17 October 2003. Rockley
Up at 07.00 and had a nice breakfast with aunt Elma again. It was the last with here this trip. Also her son Gary dropped by to bring back the cd-rom and I made use of the opportunity to make a picture of him and his mum. Then we left to the Bathurst Cemetery were I managed to find the headstones of relatives and I made pictures of these headstones.
Mean while Gilda cleaned up the camper a bit. At about midday we went back to Rockley again.
We went to see Thomas and had something to drink and then we went on to Jumpers Flat to make some pictures of the headstones of my ancestors and other reltives.
The cemetery is not easy to find and you can not see it from the raod. It is just aswell that there is a little sign pointing into a paddock sying "Cemetery".
Then we went back to the Rockley pub and parked our campervan at the back of the hotel.
We had something to eat and had a nice drink in the bar an watched some rugby games. This was the first time I had a Cougar bourbon, and I must say it was rahter good. We talked to some of the locals and some of them knew a Nightingale. Had a relaxed evening and went to bed at about midnight.

Day 38. Thursday 16 October 2003. Bathurst and out to Rockley
We had breakfast with aunt Elma and we had decided that it would be a nice trip to Rockley and try and find the cemetery at Jumpers Flat. So that’s were we went, back to Rockley after 3 years and it had not changed one little bit.
Made some pictures of the most important buildings town such as the Mill, the house of Chifley and also of the St Patrick's Church. We wanted to get in the church but there was nobody to open it for us. Then we went on to Sewells Creek and also made some pictures there. Drove in to one or two farms but no relative to be found. Now the farms are no longer owned by Sewell’s, but by the descendants of Sewell and Nightingale.
Unfortunately no one at home or if we met some one it was not a Nightingale. Also I was unable to find the cemetery at Jumpers flat
At the end of the day we went to the Hotel and had a nice talk with the owner His name is Thomas and the first thing he asked if we required information. So I answered that we first needed a nice cup of coffee and then some information. Well the coffee was more the nice, it was excellent!. And the information he gave was exactly what we wanted to know. We had a nice chat and at something which was also very good. Gilda had a shrimp salad and I had a pasta. Both of excellent quality and we were very surprised to find such good food for such a good price in such a small place.
Now that we had the information we wanted we planned to come back the next day.
We went back to Bathurts and on the way there I saw a kangeroo in the meddow. When I pointed it out to Gilda I saw another one and pretty soon we discoverd it was a mob living there. We saw al least 50 kangaroos hopping along.
Then we continued on our way to Bathurst. We invited aunty Elma out for dinner and we went to a vegetarian restaurant. Unfortunatly the food was not to good.

Day 37. Wednesday 15 October 2003. From Dubbo to Bathurst
We went now on our way to Bathurst to meet Aunt Elma. On our way there we called in to check I she was at home and lucky for us she was. She had some appointments so before going in to see her we had a little time to spend. Just passed Orange we stopped at the shop were I bought myself some boots last trip. Now we just bought some souvenirs. After that we went on to Bathurst and checked if I could get some more family information at the Bathurst X. Unfortunately they had changed opening days and hours so I was unable to get any info at all.. Then we went on to Aunt Elma. Again she was very happy to see us, and again we parked our camper at the back of her house. I say again because that’s what we did when we visited her three years ago.
Gilda cooked us a wonderful diner and we spent a nice evening together.

Day 36. Tuesday 14 October 2003. From Narrabri to Dubbo
Set of at 07.00 hours form Narrabri to get to Dubbo as early as possible, as we wanted to see John Langford. On the way we gave him a call just to let him know we were on our way.

So then we went on to Dubbo were we arrived at about 12 o’clock. John was just a pleased to meet us, as we were to meet him. As he had to mind the store we went to do some shopping in Dubbo and after John had finessed work we went to his place. We drove our camper up at the back of his place and spent the evening with his family watching picture and exchanging family tree information.

Day 35. Monday 13 October 2003. From Gin Gin to Narrabri
Set of at 07.00 hours form Gin Gin to get as close to Dubbo as possible, as we want to see if we can meet John Langford. So all day long we drove and drove and drove until we arrived at 18.15 at Narrabri. At about midday we received a SMS for Dave thanking us for the help and telling all was ok. Further not much to tell today.

Day 34. Sunday 12 October 2003. From Town of 1770 to Turkey Bay and on to Gin Gin
Started of with the idea to go up north a bit so we decided to go to Turkey Bay. Should not be al long drive and get us away for the crowd in The town Of Seventeen Seventy. Not much more than 100 km., so I guess about 90 minutes drive.
First part of the way was absolutely no problem. We found the turn to Turkey Bay and again it was a wonderful road and the scenery was just amazing. We come to a river crossing were cattle was grazing quietly. We just had to stop and make a picture of this so Australian scene. We stayed there for about 30 minutes just admiring this wonderful site. After that we went on to Turkey Bay and as we had just left we run into an bit of unsealed road. But this went on and on and on for some 13 km.s and that took us as much as 30 minutes as we head to drive dead slow!
When we finally arrived in Turkey Bay the sun hid behind the clouds and a wind started to lift. We had a lunch break and sat a bit looking over the bay, which, due to all the mangrove trees, reminded us of the coast of Western Africa.
But big deception, there was no camping ground and no place to park the camper as camping was not allowed!
So we just decide to leave Turkey Bay and head to Gin Gin and see if we could meet Wally Christensen and give him the photographs I made of him 3 years ago.

Then we turned up to the Bruce Highway and drove towards Gin Gin. Just as we crossed the Kolan River we saw all these trees in the river. So I stopped to make pictures of this wonderful scenery. After I had shot the pictures I saw this guy coming across the bridge carrying a tyre. I had noticed him standing at the side of the road but thought he was just having a rest. As it turn out he had a punctured and his spare tyre was almost flat, so he could not use that. I offered to give him a ride to the next petrol station or any farm where he could pump up his tyre.
He explained us he had been to see his grandma and was already lat for his appointment to have tea. He already sent a text message explaining his problem and he was to late for tea and ended with … Drinks?
About 10 kms further Dave (that’s his name) spotted a farm just of the road. I drove up the gravel path towards the farm. The lady of the house came out to see what this campervan was doing on her property. Once we explained our problem she was quick to help Dave to show him her compressor and Dave managed to pump up his tyre.
She asked me where we were heading so I explained we were on our way to Gin Gin and see if we could visit Wally Christensen. Then she explained me that he had passed away just about three months ago!
It seems my bad luck that each time we come to Australia someone I want to visit just died.
I will keep him in my memory as a gentle old man who loved horses and loved talking about them….

As soon as Dave pumped up his tyre I drove him back to his car as I thought it would be too much to let him hike or walk the 10 kms back.
We then left him behind as he ensured me he would be fine and we went on our way towards Gin Gin again. We stopped at the first Caravan Park we saw and checked in. Gilda saw there was wonderful sunset so we just left the park to watch it from across the road. As I came back towards the Caravan Park again a saw Dave driving up his car towards the service station to check his tyres! He then explained he had some problems getting of his wheel and when that had worked out he also had a problem with his fan belt, which he fortunately managed to fix!
If it rains, it pours doesn’t it!
Well after this exiting day of to bed early I guess! Tomorrow we will se haw far we can get towards Dubbo.

Day 33. Saturday 11 October 2003. Bundaberg to Town of 1770

We left to go to The Town of 1770, as we wanted to stay on the coast a bit longer.
It was not what we thought it would be. The caravan park was crowded with fisherman and families. Also the price was a bit higher than we would expect (Lonely Planet states A$ 14,00 but it was A$ 19,80). We spent the afternoon on the beachside and as the camping is situated in a bay we had a wonderful sunset over the water. We watched it while drinke a glass of Australian Champagne.

Day 32. Friday 10 October 2003. Bundaberg, Bargara
Leaving Pialba we set of for Bundaberg. At the Information centre we decided to go to Bargara, as there was a camping right at the beach. We arrived at about 15.00 hours and shortly after we had set up camp we went to the beach. When we had been on the beach for no longer then 30 minutes it started to rain softly!
Imagine driven all the way north just to find more rain. We decided spent the afternoon and evening in our camper and just relax.

Day 31. Thursday 9 October 2003. Pialba, Hervey Bay Whale watching
Next morning we went out in Hervey Bay to do some whale watching on the Volante III. We went on the trip from 10.30 to 15.30 hours. So we had some time in the morning that we used to sit on the beach and have even have a swim. We were picked up by a touring car that took us all the way to Hervey Bay and from there on we went out to sea.

As I heard it would be raining in the region and the weather would be better more up north we decided to leave Pialba and go to Bundaberg.

Day 30. Wednesday 8 October 2003. Gympie Valley Rattler
Today we had a trip on the Valley Rattler. This is an original steam engine powered locomotive. The trip went for Gympie to Imbil and back. On the way we had he stop at Kandanga Station were local people sold all kind of, mostly self-made, goods. We bought some nice cookies and also a bag of avos for just A$1,00. Gilda found a lady selling self-made dolls. We decided to by a wonderful knitted golliwog. It has been ages since a last saw one of those. They went out of fashion as they were supposed to be offensive to coloured people.
Then we went on to Imbil were we stopped for 2 hours. We watched how the locomotive was turned arround on the steam powerd turn table.
Then we went for a lunch in Imbil.
Then the train went back to Gympie and on the way we had a stop for Wine & Cheese Tasting at Dagun Station.

After the journey we headed on towards Hervey Bay. We arrived there at about 18.00 hours and we checked in in Caravan Park at Pialba,, were we had a beach side place. Even as it was dark I could not resist having a dip in the sea. The water was just beautiful! Just to surprise Gilda I booked a day on the Volante III to see the whales of Hervey Bay.

Day 29. Tuesday 7 October 2003. From Kenilworth to Gympie
Up at about 7 o’clock and it was poring absolutely poring cats and dogs. It had been all night. We saw fellow campers go to the toilet under their umbrella.
We drove the camper to the showers as again …it was poring down. Just when I had had my shower the rent collector was already waiting in his car to collect the A$ 7,00 for the camping fee. As I was filling up the camper with water he came back with a receipt @ A$ 7,00 from the Kenilworth Halt Show and Recreation Ground Assoc. Inc.
We went to see if their was something up in Kenilworth and then we saw a group of these dummies we have been seeing all along the way. I decided to stop and ask what they were for. As it so happened the dummies were on the grounds of a ….. Cheese and Yoghurt factory.
The lady explained to me that the dummies were scarecrows. There had been a scarecrow competition the week before and de scarecrows were still up for people to see.
We also went in to taste the cheese and Yoghurt, and they had real good stuff. Also had cup of coffee this was at Kenilworth Country Foods, 45, Charles Street, Kenilworth Qld 4574 (kcf@coastnet.net.au).
We had a wonderful drive to Gympie and saw many wonderful Queensland homes. We also had a stop at the bridge at Imbil were we made a couple of pictures. The rain has done wonders to the countryside. All over Jacaranda’s and other trees and flowers are blooming.
We also had a stop a city dump to make a picture that we can send to James….
At about 16.00 hours we arrived in Gympie were we did some shopping and went to the tourist information. Then we went to find us a camper place and booked a seat on the train for Wednesday 8 October. On the way to the station I had to ask the way and I went into a pub were a bunch of locals were playing pool. When I asked one of them were the railroad was, he told me I would be better of asking the lady behind the bar as he and his friends were to pissed to give a sensible answer.
As I’m typing this I was listening to a country song that might be named “lost and found” at ABC coast FM. (watch ABC news)
In the evening we actually listen almost every day to ABC and we love the voice of Alex Bernard. She has a nice talk program and also the games are quite nice.

Day 28. Monday 6 October 2003. On the road again towards Gympie
So after staying with Carol and Michael for a week we have taken back to the road again. First we planned to go to the south, but at the last moment we went north. Planning to go to Gympie taking the back roads. At the first turn off the highway we saw 2 mammaroos with their joeys. We stopped and made some pictures of them and as they did not move we just sat and watched them. Stopped at the Glasshouse Mountains and finished our day at Kenilworth. We stopped at the first caravan park we saw. As there is no office they told us the man would come by in the morning to collect the fee, which should be just A$ 7,00.

Day 27. Sunday 5 October 2003. Preparing departure
Sunday Michael had to go and work in the hose they just bought and Carol had to go out to work. We stayed “ at home” all day and prepared the camper and such because Monday we will be leaving the family and we will be “on the road” again.

Day 26. Saturday 4 October 2003.
Carol took us out to see the Sunday market at Surfers Paradise. Most product sold are “home made” or from smaller businesses. Almost all goods on sale can be tasted and really YUMMIE. After visiting the market we went to the Versace Hotel. Gilda and Carol loved it. We had a cup of coffee and after that we went back to Bilambil.

Day 25. Friday 3 October 2003.
Information to be added soon

Day 24. Thursday 2 October 2003.
Info to be added

Day 23. Wednesday 1 October 2003.
Carol had her day of and she took us to see some wineries at Mount Tamborine and the so-called Gallery Walk.
Unfortunately the weather was against us and it rained all day. As we went up in the mountains we should have had a wonderful view over the Gold Coast beaches and should be able to see Surfers Paradise. However what we saw was rain and fog as we were driving through the clouds.
Everyone was pleased to see some rain again but not Gilda and me. We could do gladly without it.
First winery we went to was xxx. The building was an old wooden church that they had been moved up in parts and rebuilt in x.
The wine was okay and we bought two bottles of the white wine and also had a cup of coffee after the wine tasting. The lit up a fire and we just sat in front of a wonderful fire for a while. Then we left for the next wineries called the old church, but that was closed, so we went on to number three, The Cedar Creek Estate.
Tasting 2 wines was free of charge, but doing the full tasting is A$4,00 p.p. including the glass.
We had a taste of just two wines and cheeky as we are we tasting 6 different ones and let each other have a sip of the others glass. That way we still had free tasting of 6 wines.
The wines were not all that good but the white was okay so Carol bought herself a bottle. Then John came over and as it turns out he was the owner of the winery. He insisted that we tasted a pot he likes and so we did. And as we were talking he also let us taste a sort of Baileys. And finally he brought out the xx wine, which was real good so I just bought us a bottle.
Then Gilda looked him straight into his eyes and charmed him into giving her a complementary wine glass. (unfortunatly the glass broke when we got back home)

Day 22. Tuesday 30 September 2003.
Later we will bet telling more. Info to be added