Holiday news
News from our recent holiday:
Saturday afternoon: Drove to Canberra (ACT)
Stayed with les, she made me run. It was good, but it was also 5 kms, and I'm secrtely not a runner. Dinner at a French restaurant with Les, the duck made up for the run. We got dressed up, the "fancy" restaurant turned out not so fancy, but hell - I got to wear my new favourite dress and black pumps, so I was a happy lass. Les is in love too, which made the evening really nice, despite the service (well, I guess we were in a French restaurant).
Sunday: Climbed at Booroomba (ACT)
Excellent day out - my thighs hurt from the run, but the route (Closer In - about 21? was very good).
Monday: Drove to Melbourne (VIC)
Stayed with Tim and Clarissa, dinner near there place near St Kilda, where apparently there are loads of hookers as prostitution isn't as accepted as in Sydney, so the hookers don't have a headquarters.
Tuesday:
Shopped. Bought best jeans ever, best suit ever (70% off! - I normally could not afford a Saba suit). No shoe success, dammit. Bought a new car radio and speakers which we put in - it has an auxillary input where I can plug my ipod directly in. Yay!. Stayed with Steve and Rake
Wednesday: Great Ocean Road (VIC)
Drove the great Ocean road from melbourne all the way to Warnambool and then onto Mt Arapiles. I dove most of the way - the great ocean road is one of the best coast drives in the world, very, very windy. The driving stopped me throwing up. The road goes past Bells Beach (suppoed to be best surfing in the world) and past the twelve apostles (sea stacks). Through some great country too - the road heads back inland at one point though some great farming country - rolling green hills.
Dinner at Horsham Pub, the onto Araps for the night
Thursday: Mt Arapiles
HOT! Climbed:
o/s Dracula (1 pitch 12? - quite scary. Yelped and asked for help a lot)
o/s Rosie Shy (1 pitch 19 - great route, very staright forward)
seconded Scourge (1 pitch 20)
retired to the dam where we stood in freezing water for an hour to return core temperatures to normal
seconded Tony's Route (aka The Desired) (2 pitch 19 - 19 my ass! The rock was so smooth and slippery, perhaps it would have been easier in the cool)
Total fire ban - Cooked at Simon's place, camped at Araps.
Friday:
Not as hot, but still spicy:
o/s Libretto (2 pitch 16 - Simon took photos of me leading for the new guide, and made a mock Rock cover:)
Retired for lunch and to escape the midday heat, found a shingleback lizard (there were hundreds):
o/s Oceanoid (2 pitch 17 - really good - Simon took photos again)
Thats all we had time for at Araps this trip, the weather was a bit much
We stayed at Simons place to avoid the Friday night crowds that head in for the weekend from Melbourne
Saturday:
Drove to the Grampians, went to Van Diemens Land, where Mikl climbed a 23. As much as I wanted to climb it - I'm sure I could have, I restrained myself (yay for me) as my fingers probably needed a rest.
Headed to Melbourne for Tim's birthday celebration. Rolled into Steve and Rake's place and after a quick shower/change, off to the celebrations at "mothers Milk" watering hole, the dinner at an Indian restaurant.
Sunday:
Brekky with Rake, Mikl, and I at the "Silly Yak". I ate EVERYTHING. Shopped with Rake, Mikl went to visit an old friend, Glen.
Late lunch with the hungover Tim, Clarissa, and Kevin (who flew down for the party). After a spot of shopping, Tim got the flue, which hit him like a sack of bricks, so we went to their place and watched a movie. Later Kev and I drove back to Steve and Rake's place to meet up with everyone for dinner. Meanwhile, Mikl had spent the day drinking at Glen's place (apparently they had 5 bottles of wine between three people), and had arranged to have dinner - at a Vietnamese restaurant.
Monday:
Left for Mt Buffalo.
Drove through awesome country again - there was a biplane doing acrobatics, and we stopped to watch it. Some cows wandered over and I stood there talking to them for a few minutes. A car that was passing pulled up and wound down the window - "You talking to me?!" the woman driver yelled. "No, I was talking to the cows" I said. Realized I was sounding crazy (I normally hide it better) and backed it up with "and mu husband. Sort of. Mosty the cows" (I'm not a liar either). The woman looked at me, shook her head, and roared off. Perhaps she though the car was having problems and we were in trouble? Perhaps she was just country folk.
We drove onwards to Bright where we found a lovely B and B and ate a HUGE piece of meat for dinner.
Tuesday: Climbed at Buffalo - Eurobin falls
Mikl backed off all the 23's on the wall. He sent me up to lead "No holds barred" (21) which I did - its the slabbiest slab you've ever seen. I cried in between bolts (almost) and kissed the anchors when I got there. The twin ropes we were using fell into the cold stream that the falls next to the climb merged into during our rap. Yummy - wet ropes. On the walk down we pased some older - much older - people running up the hill. They all seemed awfully fit. A young man was huffing and puffing after them - he told us there are a walking group of 80 year olds - he was "minding" them. Well, trying to at least. It was ver inspiring. I needed to be doing more, godammit.
Drove back to Sydney
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Saturday afternoon: Drove to Canberra (ACT)
Stayed with les, she made me run. It was good, but it was also 5 kms, and I'm secrtely not a runner. Dinner at a French restaurant with Les, the duck made up for the run. We got dressed up, the "fancy" restaurant turned out not so fancy, but hell - I got to wear my new favourite dress and black pumps, so I was a happy lass. Les is in love too, which made the evening really nice, despite the service (well, I guess we were in a French restaurant).
Sunday: Climbed at Booroomba (ACT)
Excellent day out - my thighs hurt from the run, but the route (Closer In - about 21? was very good).
Monday: Drove to Melbourne (VIC)
Stayed with Tim and Clarissa, dinner near there place near St Kilda, where apparently there are loads of hookers as prostitution isn't as accepted as in Sydney, so the hookers don't have a headquarters.
Tuesday:
Shopped. Bought best jeans ever, best suit ever (70% off! - I normally could not afford a Saba suit). No shoe success, dammit. Bought a new car radio and speakers which we put in - it has an auxillary input where I can plug my ipod directly in. Yay!. Stayed with Steve and Rake
Wednesday: Great Ocean Road (VIC)
Drove the great Ocean road from melbourne all the way to Warnambool and then onto Mt Arapiles. I dove most of the way - the great ocean road is one of the best coast drives in the world, very, very windy. The driving stopped me throwing up. The road goes past Bells Beach (suppoed to be best surfing in the world) and past the twelve apostles (sea stacks). Through some great country too - the road heads back inland at one point though some great farming country - rolling green hills.
Dinner at Horsham Pub, the onto Araps for the night
Thursday: Mt Arapiles
HOT! Climbed:
o/s Dracula (1 pitch 12? - quite scary. Yelped and asked for help a lot)
o/s Rosie Shy (1 pitch 19 - great route, very staright forward)
seconded Scourge (1 pitch 20)
retired to the dam where we stood in freezing water for an hour to return core temperatures to normal
seconded Tony's Route (aka The Desired) (2 pitch 19 - 19 my ass! The rock was so smooth and slippery, perhaps it would have been easier in the cool)
Total fire ban - Cooked at Simon's place, camped at Araps.
Friday:
Not as hot, but still spicy:
o/s Libretto (2 pitch 16 - Simon took photos of me leading for the new guide, and made a mock Rock cover:)
Retired for lunch and to escape the midday heat, found a shingleback lizard (there were hundreds):
o/s Oceanoid (2 pitch 17 - really good - Simon took photos again)
Thats all we had time for at Araps this trip, the weather was a bit much
We stayed at Simons place to avoid the Friday night crowds that head in for the weekend from Melbourne
Saturday:
Drove to the Grampians, went to Van Diemens Land, where Mikl climbed a 23. As much as I wanted to climb it - I'm sure I could have, I restrained myself (yay for me) as my fingers probably needed a rest.
Headed to Melbourne for Tim's birthday celebration. Rolled into Steve and Rake's place and after a quick shower/change, off to the celebrations at "mothers Milk" watering hole, the dinner at an Indian restaurant.
Sunday:
Brekky with Rake, Mikl, and I at the "Silly Yak". I ate EVERYTHING. Shopped with Rake, Mikl went to visit an old friend, Glen.
Late lunch with the hungover Tim, Clarissa, and Kevin (who flew down for the party). After a spot of shopping, Tim got the flue, which hit him like a sack of bricks, so we went to their place and watched a movie. Later Kev and I drove back to Steve and Rake's place to meet up with everyone for dinner. Meanwhile, Mikl had spent the day drinking at Glen's place (apparently they had 5 bottles of wine between three people), and had arranged to have dinner - at a Vietnamese restaurant.
Monday:
Left for Mt Buffalo.
Drove through awesome country again - there was a biplane doing acrobatics, and we stopped to watch it. Some cows wandered over and I stood there talking to them for a few minutes. A car that was passing pulled up and wound down the window - "You talking to me?!" the woman driver yelled. "No, I was talking to the cows" I said. Realized I was sounding crazy (I normally hide it better) and backed it up with "and mu husband. Sort of. Mosty the cows" (I'm not a liar either). The woman looked at me, shook her head, and roared off. Perhaps she though the car was having problems and we were in trouble? Perhaps she was just country folk.
We drove onwards to Bright where we found a lovely B and B and ate a HUGE piece of meat for dinner.
Tuesday: Climbed at Buffalo - Eurobin falls
Mikl backed off all the 23's on the wall. He sent me up to lead "No holds barred" (21) which I did - its the slabbiest slab you've ever seen. I cried in between bolts (almost) and kissed the anchors when I got there. The twin ropes we were using fell into the cold stream that the falls next to the climb merged into during our rap. Yummy - wet ropes. On the walk down we pased some older - much older - people running up the hill. They all seemed awfully fit. A young man was huffing and puffing after them - he told us there are a walking group of 80 year olds - he was "minding" them. Well, trying to at least. It was ver inspiring. I needed to be doing more, godammit.
Drove back to Sydney
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