Just saw Jack lying on the ground at the Coonabarrabran lunch stop, with Mum standing over him dropping red frogs into his mouth.
The mind baffles, it really does.
Ambling along, smelling the roses…
From the monthly archives:
Just saw Jack lying on the ground at the Coonabarrabran lunch stop, with Mum standing over him dropping red frogs into his mouth.
The mind baffles, it really does.
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Tina’s car is a luxurious, leather bound Land Rover with amazing air
conditioning.
Harry is in the front seat.
They’re driving really slowly along beside the riders. Haz rolls down his (power) window and sticks his head out to cheer them on a bit, give them some encouragement.
This is what he comes up with:
“Geez, it’s hot out here.”
He then stuck his head back in the car and wound the window back up.
Truly inspiring.
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Still going in awesome fashion.
The boys are now a full day ahead, which is handy. The support crew are getting into a nice little habit where we wave the boys off in the morning, finish packing up and go to the bakery. Usually we get ourselves a snack and a coffee/hot chocolate and something yummy for the boys/girls for morning tea. At the moment we’re stopped at a rest stop, having just passed the boys drinks a little way out of Warren, a really cute little town. In ten or fifteen we’ll go, pass them drinks from the car window and then go ahead about fifteen kilometres, make lunch and wait for them to rock up. There’s an awful lot of sitting around waiting during the say, but it’s good fun.
Mum and I are getting sick of ABBA and Meatloaf (never would have guessed that would happen). We’ve [click to continue...]
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This is Holly. She’s seven.
Turns out the public toilets at the Emmadale Roadhouse are quite educational…
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Bit of a pain of a day. After driving Jack and Dad out to where they finished yesturday (about 17km on from the camp spot) Mum and I went 120km back to Broken Hill to try and pick up the (hopefully) fixed bike. No such luck when we first arrived, so we spent the rest of the day alternately seeing the sights and checking back in at the bike shop.
We went to the Big Picture Mint and Gallery. It’s main feature is a 100m long cancas outback scene paining by Peter Anderson. I have to admit that while I liked alot of his other stuff I wasn’t keen on the big one. It would have taken a huge amount of time though, and from that view it was very impressive.
We also went to the Broken Hill Regional Art Gallery a couple of doors down from the hotel. It was realy nice. There was a gorgeous one of a girl there, Memories by John William Godward. [click to continue...]
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