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early risings…

17 Sunday Dec 2017

Posted by Ardys in Alice Springs, Life, nature, photography

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alicesprings, central australia, earlymornings, environment, photos

As I understand it, we tend to be either morning risers or night people. I can’t say with certainty if I was born with the early riser’s tendency, but it was certainly nurtured into me. I’ve been getting up before sunrise since I was very young. Those early summer mornings as a teen went mostly unappreciated, I must admit. Rising at 4.30 was to help Mom make umpteen sandwiches for my Dad and brothers to eat during their day of work at the Christmas tree farm. (Corsi Tree Farm is now operated by my brother, visit here) Fried bologna (fritz) sandwiches, unadorned, save a little mustard, is forever in my memory. None of us ever tired of eating them, only of making them! Lunches made, boys and father packed off to the farm, Mom and I would have breakfast and begin our daily chores at home. It was always a good feeling to know most of the day’s hard yakka was done by lunch time.

School started for us at 7.30am, so even when summer was over we had to wake early for five to use one bathroom and get to school and work. At 2.15 in the afternoon the bell would ring and we catapulted from our seats into after school activities or jobs. Growing up in this kind of environment created some very productive people!

These days I wake early, mostly because I can’t sleep any longer. It’s one of life’s ironies that when you reach a stage in life where you have time to sleep, you can’t. However I think I am, at heart, a morning person, so there are worse afflictions that could, and have, happened. 

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Probably my all time favourite photo, capturing my favourite phase of the moon, a bird, a tree and the sky at early dawn, all things I love.

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Pink virga and rainbow adorned sky

When the light is still tenuous is my very favourite time; moon still visible, a couple of stars perhaps, delicate symphony of morning chorus. If only it could last a little longer. Clear days produce stunning, ombré shaded skies…and flies. Cloudy skies hold the element of surprise…and even more flies. Hard to say which skies I love more. The flies I love not at all. Just this week, pink infused virga, defied gravity, evaporating before reaching the thirsty ground. Cloud and sun played hide and seek, sending shafts of light to illuminate mountain tips, tree tops and grasses before suddenly being swallowed by grey. As a light chaser, I am utterly compelled to photograph all of it, though my efforts are not always successful.

along rocky outcrops at the back of the golf course on a cloudy morning
along rocky outcrops at the back of the golf course on a cloudy morning
along rocky outcrops at the back of the golf course this almost, clear morning
along rocky outcrops at the back of the golf course this almost, clear morning
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Morning sky this week

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Galahs in gum tree

The first part of my walk is the quiet, contemplative stretch that takes me to the back of the golf course along rocky outcrops and where I seldom see any humans, but occasionally a dingo or kangaroo. Galahs tumble from their perches, wheeling through the sky and calling to each other. Occasionally some lunatic crested pigeons try to impress each other with mating manoeuvres while balancing on high wires. To each their own.

The second phase of the walk takes me toward civilisation where I encounter a few early risers like myself. Easing into the day, we nameless regulars make our rounds, loners like me as well as enthusiastic dogs accompanying their more sedate human companions. The last quarter of the walk is up my street where I can see who is moving in and out, who has put in a new garden, who has their garbage bin in place for weekly collection—who hasn’t bothered to bring it in from last week’s collection. Occasionally I have a brief conversation with a neighbour but mostly at that early hour, it is just a wave of recognition.IMG_6464

Sun reaches higher and burns away the long blue shadows of early morning. Soft golden highlights transform into harsh daylight, edging objects with brittle, little black seepages. Gone the promise. Enter reality, where earlier images are but shimmers in my mind.

Good morning from Central Australia.

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a list of lists…

26 Monday Dec 2016

Posted by Ardys in Books, photography, Recommendations

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Books, photos, recommended reading

img_3709A couple of posts back I gave my book report for 2016 and invited those who were so inclined to give us their recommendations as well. It was probably a busy time of year to try to encourage participation, so I’ve compiled the short list of recommended reading and also found a couple of other lists you might want to click through once the demands of the holidays settle down.

First, the selections recommended by my lovely readers:

The Good People by Hannah Kent, a novel set in Ireland in the 1820s, it is disturbing and unsettling at times. Nance is the healer, witch doctor herbalist and the one with the ‘gift’ or knowledge, who lives very much on the edge of society. Her life and her healing intertwines with the villagers and with the bigoted local priest.

Hannah Kent is an award winning Australian author. Her research, finding the historical ‘voice’ and detail into County Kerry is remarkable, as is the prose.

(As an aside, I noticed that Amazon’s Audible program has added ‘The Good People’ to its list of books you can listen to, if you are so inclined. I wasn’t sure I would like listening to books but I’m very much enjoying it. Audible had a free, for the first month, selection which I tried, after which I subscribed for $14.95 (AUD) per month, for which I receive one selection or one credit. It is cheaper than buying the audible version outright. Also, if you buy the Kindle book as well as the audio version of the same book, you can switch back and forth between reading and listening and it cleverly picks up wherever you have left off of the other one.)

fullsizeoutput_38e6The Second selection recommended by one of our community:

The Invention of Nature: Alexander Humboldt’s New World by Andrea Wulf. It is a biography of Alexander Humboldt, an amazing scientist who lived in the late 1700s. He was fascinated by everything, which enabled him to understand connections in the environment. He was the first to articulate the concept of ecology, and realised that changes in one part of the environment would have profound effects elsewhere. He influenced many scientists and thinkers, including Darwin. Humboldt’s name is not very familiar now, but he has influenced our modern understanding of our world, including the impacts of climate change.

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Here is a post by James Clear, with a lot of lists for all kinds of reading, featuring over 100 books. I think this will hold us for a while, don’t you?

However, if we are still not hitting your reading ‘sweet spot’, my friend Celi from thekitchensgarden  has compiled her yearly book list based on recommendations from her readers as well.

And finally, I’m very partial to a good photo, as well as some good reading, so here is a link to view Time’s selection of the most influential photos . No doubt you will have one or two you would like to add to this list, but these will get you started…

…my very best wishes to you for the coming new year.xximg_3710

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the ‘failed’ cobweb…

09 Wednesday Nov 2016

Posted by Ardys in nature, photography

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central australia, Instagram, nature, photos

Sometimes we overlook the obvious. I was reading a blog recently and the author had added an Instagram ‘widget’ to the bottom of her blog page. But SHE was smart enough to tell her readers about it. Not me. I added it about a year ago, during my 365 photo project, but don’t recall telling you about it. Silly me. Those of you who are not on Instagram can check my blog any time to see the latest photo I’ve posted to IG, if you so wish. I often use the same photos to illustrate my blog posts, but not always…so it may be of interest to you to check now and then. You’ll need to scroll all the way to the bottom of the page, passed the comments, to see it.img_2647

One of the more recent photos I’ve posted on IG was a little gift I discovered one morning while sweeping the leaves from our breezeway. It was the most charming little collection of local objects, delivered right to my front door (literally) by the prevailing winds.

The red bits of fluff are from the Callistemon, or bottlebrush trees, that have been flowering. The Eucalyptus leaves, are, of course, very prevalent in our area. The large feather is from one of the small honey eating birds that frequent the garden, and the small green feather is from a Port Lincoln Parrot. The other bits of fluff and seeds are from various native grasses and lilies that we have in the garden…and all of it collected by an opportunistic cobweb, probably a failure if it was intended for insects, but a definite success for a photographer.

Regardless of your political interests, I hope you are having a good week.

(Instagram: @amosthemagicdog)

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all’s well that ends…well…

31 Thursday Dec 2015

Posted by Ardys in 365 Photo Challenge

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I realise now the name of my 365 Photo Challenge really should have been 365 days of Mindfulness. That has probably been the biggest single thing, other than improving my photography, I have taken away from shooting a new photo every day for a year.

The mindfulness came in varying forms.

  1. First there was the obvious, being mindful to take a photo every single day. At first that was pretty easy because I was highly motivated and the project was new. And we had a major rain event in January, which helped with great subject matter. Oddly enough, as I write today the weather is exactly the same! I even helped a burrowing frog out of the spa this morning!
    A view up the normally dry riverbed of the Todd River.
    A view up the normally dry riverbed of the Todd River.
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    Spencer’s Burrowing Frog posing for a portrait
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    moisture covered stem
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    Down came the rain, obliterating the mountains
  2. Then I realised the time spent in the task of taking the photo was a kind of meditative experience for me. I relaxed into the process and time passed without my knowing it. It felt very odd on the few days that I did not have the opportunity to take my time with the process, as when we were traveling. You would think that seeing new things and different environments might make the photography easier, but the opposite was true. The light and environments were very different and it takes time to adjust; time which I often did not have. I realised how important that process was, allowing my mind to flow along its own path, to see and to associate freely.

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    early bird and sliver of moon

  3. early morning light in courtyard

    early morning light in courtyard

    Also I noticed that ‘seeing’ became more of a habit for me throughout the days. This was truly something I had not anticipated. It became more and more of a habit for me to find the light in a situation and if not take a photo, to take note of the moment. A Light Chaser was born.

  4. I began to see that the tiniest moments that I would have previously walked passed were numerous and each one a true gift in my day. The largest percentage of photos was taken within a kilometre of my home. And I was never without a tiny miracle when I needed it most. There were days when I felt very flat, or sick, or pushed for time, but something always caught my eye. It caught my eye because I was looking.

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    less colour, more appreciation of the lovely shape and light falling on this little jug

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    photo #56 dragon fly in my courtyard

    Finally, a humbling and humorous moment came when on about day 280 I discovered I had misnumbered, not by just one number, but by THREE numbers AT DAY 56!!! Those of you who know how little mathematic ability I have will see the humour in this situation, that I did not see at the time. For quite a few days I contemplated what to do. Finally, at day 330 I decided to correct all the numbers in sequence, from day 56. Each change required at least 8 ‘taps’ to make! It took hours. Adding salt to my wounded ego, I discovered along the way I had made two additional errors in numbering, returning the number of days out, to only ONE. But one, is one, so I continued making the changes. And therein shows that my mindfulness was less on the mechanics of the project and more on the creative aspects. I can live with that.

Don pointed out the pink epaulettes on the Pilot's Uniform, supporting Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In very rapid response I opened the iPhone and captured this photo

Don pointed out the pink ribbon epaulettes on the Pilot’s Uniform, supporting Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In very rapid response I opened the iPhone and captured this photo, seconds before deplaning.

To say that I was ‘supported’ through this endeavour is an understatement. My friends and family encouraged me, and my dear husband was so supportive in the last few, sometimes difficult, months that he began pointing things out to me, or bringing me ‘lovely dead things’ (no animals) to photograph. I hope you all have someone in your life who is that supportive.

Wonderful as my husband is, there is another man without whom I would not have done this year long journey. His name is Emil Pakarklis and I have never even met him. About 20 months ago I enrolled in his iPhone Photography School to learn how to take better photos with my iPhone. His course expanded to include an editing course, which I also took, and now it has expanded to iPhone Photomasters subscription courses. Emil’s courses provided me with all the technical knowledge I needed, and much inspiration. It was on a post at his website that I got the idea to attempt the 365 challenge to improve my photography. Goodness, who knows where this will end? Here is an example of a photo I would not have been able to create without Emil’s courses. I used four different apps to achieve this ‘simple’ photo. (Cortex cam, Touch Retouch, Snapseed, iColourama)

Simple image, five apps!

Simple image–four apps!

Thank you so much to my inspiring Instagram and blog friends, who have ‘liked’ and commented about many of the photos along the way. The entire collection of photos is available to view on Instagram @amosthemagicdog. I doubt you have seen the last of this year’s photos. There were many extras that were not part of the 365 challenge for various reasons, not because they lacked merit. Some days choosing only one left me torn. Other days it was a struggle to find one. That is photography, and pursuit of the creative life.

Evening at Honeymoon Gap, Christmas Day (not a photo of the day)

Evening at Honeymoon Gap, Christmas Day (not a photo of the day)

Secret Weapon, Cockatiel feather

Secret Weapon, Cockatiel feather

Possibly the most important photo of all is the penultimate photo. This was my ‘secret weapon’. Last summer, before I started the challenge, I found this Cockatiel feather. We seldom see Cockatiels at our place and I loved the pattern of this feather. When I started the challenge I decided I would need a fall back photo to take, in case things got very bad one day. The feather was the fall back subject. Things did get bad a couple of times, but somehow this feather was never needed. It was my insurance, and put my mind at ease. But I wanted to share it anyway, because it was part of the story, and also, you know I love feathers.

Matrix of photos of the day done from components of the natural treasures collection

Matrix of photos of the day done from components of the natural treasures collection

Lastly, here is a photo matrix of some of the individual daily photos made using the natural collection accumulated from my daily walks throughout the year. This treasure trove began in a small drawer and then found a home on our kitchen work space these last few months, for the simple reason, that is where the light falls. In the morning the light flows in through the kitchen window, and in the evening the light streams through the dining room windows. A Light Chaser’s dream come true! This is the first time I have revealed the collection in its entirety. After today, most of the items will be returned to nature. Small little miracles, each and every one. As it turned out this collection saved me. Four days before the challenge ended, I developed a problem with my left foot and could hardly walk. So, no daily walks to show you the early light or sunrise. And the final day of the challenge there was hardly a scrap of light due to all the rain, so these last two photos were done in less than desirable conditions. Still, isn’t it just amazing how everything works out in the end if you persevere? xx Ardys

Selfie with treasures :)

Selfie with treasures 🙂

my sparkling collection of natural treasures

Photo #365 my sparkling collection of natural treasures

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The Vancouver Vibe

03 Saturday Aug 2013

Posted by Ardys in photography, Travel

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Canada, photos, Travel, Vancouver

Vancouver North

Vancouver North

At the end of a trip it can be hard to ‘gee’ oneself up for the final few days or destination. So it was for me after we left Ohio and headed to Vancouver. It took me a couple of days to catch on to the ‘vibe’ of the place. It is not a huge city, 2.2 million over the greater Vancouver area, but it spreads over several islands, and, unlike Stockholm, it takes more effort and more time to get everywhere. It didn’t help that the wireless internet we supposedly had in our hotel was very sporadic so it was hard to access the local information.  In fact it was darned hard.

Boats of all shapes and sizes

Boats of all shapes and sizes

The first thing that hit us is probably what everyone notices first, the stunning natural setting of the city. It’s hard to beat that sea to mountains scenery, all rolled into one setting. I found it difficult to drill into my brain that Vancouver city, located on the peninsula (and not the capital of Vancouver), is separate from Vancouver Island. On Vancouver Island is located the city of Victoria, which is the capital city. Have you got that? Took me a full day. By the second day when we were hurtling along the water at 30 knots per hour looking for whales near Vancouver Island, I finally got it!

Whale-watching/Vancouver Island tour

Whale-watching/Vancouver Island tour

I’m not a small boat or water person, especially if I am skimming along in a tin whale spotting boat, being belted with 40 (or so) mph winds. No siree, just not my cup of tea. I’ve been ‘not-a-boat-person’ as long as I can remember. Give me the mountains any day… something I can view from the comfort of a lodge or even a train. So after six hours or so of bumping up and down and looking for wildlife, broken in the middle by just under three hours in Victoria City, I was done. And I mean I am done with boat rides. There is nothing I want to see or do badly enough to step foot on another small ocean going vessel. Here is the only whale I spotted…

Whales near Vancouver

Whales near Vancouver

Are we having fun yet?

Are we having fun yet?

…and that was on the laminated brochure pinned to the wall of the boat! You see several of my fellow companions here equally enthused. The company has a guarantee to see whales, but if you don’t see them on the first day out, you have to go on another day to collect on the guarantee.  You may be shocked to learn this was not even a remotely close possibility for me. We saw whales in the wild off the southwest coast of Australia two years ago, so my life is complete.

We loved our time at Butchart Gardens near Victoria, and if pressed to the wall I guess I could grudgingly admit that alone was worth the boat ride… maybe… And there was that awesome fish and chips meal at the Irish Times Pub… But puhleeeease no more boat rides. There are gorgeous gardens in mainland locations and fish and chips to keep me going for years, without needing to set foot on a boat. And to my well meaning friends and family, do not take this as a challenge to prove to me how mistaken I am. Others have already perpetuated my misery and failed to help me see the error of my ways.IMG_5403IMG_5447

Butchart Gardens

Butchart Gardens

Victoria City harbour

Victoria City harbour

The city of Vancouver is like most cities, it has various parks and sections all with their own character. The parks are lovely. The city has mostly mid 20th century architecture,  full of high rise, glass buildings, probably so that everyone gets to enjoy the splendid views.

Panorama from Granville Island Markets

Panorama from Granville Island Markets

There are lots, and lots of private boats moored everywhere. We saw one boat that carried four other boats on it, plus a jet ski! The ultimate water fanatic it would seem.

Four boats on a boat and a partridge on a jet ski!

Four boats on a boat and a partridge on a jet ski!

The market area on Granville island was easily accessible via a twenty minute walk from our hotel. Lots of artisanal crafts and good food to be had. And we had! IMG_5378

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We realised toward the end of our stay that Vancouver is about a hundred years newer than Sydney and that was why we kept missing the warmth that older buildings bring to a city.

Sky Train to Richmond

Sky Train to Richmond

On the third day we hopped on the sky train and spent several hours, looking at the suburbs and putting the pieces together. Vancouver is a very tolerant and multicultural place. There are high Indian and Chinese populations, to the point of there being quite a bit of signage written in Chinese in the south near Richmond. Average house prices are said to be about 2 million dollars, and one bedroom town houses around $450,000. We were told, houses are not that expensive but the land is. Oh, well, then that makes it better, hmmm? It’s very similar here in Australia.

Dragon boats training

Dragon boats training

Once we got the unique Vancouver vibe we quite liked it. It seems to have a good quality of life. But do the research before you go, as it takes some local knowledge and planning to enjoy the city. It’s worth the effort. Our fourth and final day requires a post all its own… catch you in a day or two!

(I’m finishing writing this post from home, where we have been for 24 hours. The difficult wireless internet access finally beat me on this leg of the trip.  We were lucky to be able to get 15 minutes of a good signal a day, just enough to check our email.)

Ardys

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Pollywog Point

18 Thursday Jul 2013

Posted by Ardys in nature, photography, Travel

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I am writing to you from Pollywog Point… well, it is five minutes walk from here, but close enough, and I love to say it…Pollywog Point. It evokes all kinds of vague images from childhood, catching tadpoles and toads and skipping rocks in Poplar Creek in Ohio. But Pollywog Point is in Florida. It is the area in which my father-in-law lives and so we stay here with he and his partner when we visit. The houses are built on a manmade ridge created of the diggings from the nearby creek that empties into the river. Were it not sandy soil it would be bog.

It is a peaceful part of the world where the neighbourhood’s self-appointed serveillance guard always checks me out when I take my first morning walk each visit. He’s funny because he always acts as if he thinks I’m someone he sort of knows by asking ‘Are you Margy Dollywoop?’, or whatever name he pulls out. He has beady eyes and a pinched mouth that look like he means business if you don’t give the right answer. But each time when I say I am so-and-so’s daughter-in-law, he says ‘Oh, ok. Thank you.’ and his facial features brighten. Very funny really, but I guess it gives him some sense of wellbeing to patrol the neighbourhood strangers… and especially ones taking photographs! The in-laws tell me he is a very nice guy, so I’ll take their word.

In Alice Springs we are used to tourists and all kinds of people hiking around the neighbourhood, cameras at the ready, but I can appreciate that at Pollywog Point, this may not be the case! One time we even had a visiting Chinese couple who seemed to not speak a word of English. They decided our patio, looking toward the golf course, and Mt Gillen were of interest. Down the breezeway they sauntered and out onto the point of the patio to survey the area, chattering and pointing amongst themselves. I don’t think it occurred to them they were in someone’s yard. Certainly the kangaroo that pass through the breezeway are un-phased by this fact! (Below see the point of the patio leading to the view of Mt Gillen. In the centre of the photo below that you can see the breezeway opening that runs between the house and the studio, through which Chinese and Kangorese alike may travel!)

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I tried to photograph Pollywog Point’s resident white egret but it was a bit shy, so you’ll have to imagine it wading along the small sandbar on the left side of the creek, alternating fishing with digesting its catch. The brilliant white of its feathers shows starkly against the lush tropical foliage.

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The Spanish moss is plentiful in the trees here. It is beautiful, but will eventually kill the host tree. Once it has taken hold, there is almost nothing you can do to keep it from growing so probably best to just enjoy it. There is also a vine that is positively prolific and has covered every tree trunk and even low palm trees in it’s path. Don and I decided anything so enthusiastic must undoubtedly be a noxious weed! Sure enough, we found it is an introduced species from South America, called Kudzu. Diabolical stuff, just shuts off all the light to other plants and trees and takes over entire areas. It was introduced in Georgia, I am told, to grow quickly and thickly, in areas of road building and where embankments were difficult to stabilise. Like many introduced species it is now a pest, but very photogenic.

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Only twenty four hours before we arrived in this tropical place we had been in the highlands of Scotland and we couldn’t help but draw comparisons. This part of Florida, indeed most of Florida, is very flat, the houses are ranch style, mostly single level dwellings, separated by generous gardens and lawns when compared to many other countries. It is a hard thing to get one’s head around, travel from one lifestyle to another, not quite a parallel universe, but parallel realities certainly. My head is bouncing between Alice and Scotland, Florida and Ohio none of it seeming real and all of it part of my reality.
But here I am in Pollywog Point. To some it is a little piece of paradise, no doubt. But a little bit of me is longing for the red dirt and mountains of Central Australia, and I am already focusing on our next stop, Ohio, where I will wrap my arms around my beloved Mother again.

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Sydney to Bristol

05 Friday Jul 2013

Posted by Ardys in Food, photography, Travel

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Bristol, England, Food, photos, Travel

It took us 23 hours for the flights from Sydney to London, including a 90 minute transit through Dubai for me to eat a piece of Banoffe pie! (I’m kidding about the reason for the transit in Dubai, but the Banoffe pie at 1am was memorable!) We each slept about 7 hours of the trip, but of course we had been up for some 9 hours prior to flying, and I had used the hotel gym to wear myself out and compensate for the bum-numbing hours ahead.

We arrived at Heathrow about 20 minutes early, and to our shock were through immigration and customs in record time! I guess a person has to catch a break eventually, we’ve certainly had a couple of hideous transits through Heathrow in the past. We hot-footed to the central bus terminal in the Heathrow area, but trust me it is a bit of a hike. We chalked it up to our fitness for the day, or so we thought!

The bus ride to Oxford was 1.5 hours, and with available free wireless we could catch up on our media contacts during the ride. We walked five blocks in Oxford to the Avis car rental, only to find out on arrival they had moved about three or four blocks back the direction from which we had come. It left us wondering why their confirmation email the week prior had omitted this particular bit of information. Thank God for whoever invented suitcases with wheels!

Once we were in the rental car and out of Oxford on our way to Bristol, we thought the hard part was behind us. It turns out Bristol is probably the most difficult city in England to find one’s way around. No kidding. I mean to tell you this is one tough nut to crack. We had the address of our hotel but just could not reconcile the actual roads to those on the map. So we gave up and found a place to have lunch. Good lunch. Back to the task at hand.

Eventually we found the Avon Gorge Hotel, but you wouldn’t find it by accident. It is situated on the edge of a cliff overlooking the gorge of the Avon River. To the front is a narrow street that was filled with a wedding party spilling out of the hotel, when we arrived. To the back was a very steep driveway and the only parking space within coo-ee was at the very bottom. So up the very long and very steep driveway we once again trailed our suitcases to check into the hotel. I called this my 60/60 reality check. At the age of sixty and weighing sixty kilos, I was pulling a suitcase weighing 18.5kg plus a travel case carry on that must weigh at least a couple more kilos, easily a third of my body weight, up a very steep (San Francisco steep) incline. The old girl still has it.

Once checked in we took the cases down the hallway, up in the lift, down the stairs, down another hallway, down more stairs, through the fire door, down more stairs, down more stairs, and around a corner and there was our secluded, quiet little room on the garden… filled with cooking smells from the kitchen above! Neither of us had the energy to complain or move the bags further, we just hoped that the travel gods would look after us somehow.

I rang my blogging friend J who we had arranged to meet once we realised she lived exactly on our way to South Wales from Oxford. She graciously offered to come and be our guide for a walk with us to keep ourselves awake and have as much sunlight as possible so we could get over the jet lag. Once back at the hotel, we farewelled J, and slipped into the White Lion Bar and had a Guinness, a cider and a meal. The good Karma was with us and by the time we were ready for bed, most of the cooking smells in our room had dissipated. We slept well, and deservedly so, don’t you think?

Next morning we had a delicious breakfast highlighted by a decadent, gooey chocolate muffin in the Bridge Cafe at the Avon Gorge Hotel. Actually I made Don eat the muffin so I could have a taste. He didn’t argue. We checked out of the hotel and met friend J again and followed in our car to her home where she had prepared a lovely morning tea of berries and homemade cake. I tried clotted cream for the first time. Artery clogging goodness if ever there was some.

After a chatty visit and tour of the garden we bade our friends farewell and headed off West to start our adventure in Wales.
(Again I ask your indulgence as I am learning on the move. Am having problems placing my photos in the text using my iPad, which is why they are lined up at the end. And why they have not retained the captions I don’t know. If anyone has tips for me, I would appreciate it)

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