Sunday 6th Nov, Monday 7th Nov,
Tuesday 8th Nov, Wednesday 9th Nov, Thursday 10th
Nov and Friday 11th Nov.
Sunday
Went up into the hills behind Perth today, basically east to
the Melville Rose Nursery in a suburb or locality called Carmel. It is quite rural with a number of wineries
and a cidery to see. The roses at the
nursery were magnificent and I could tell there was a bit of a difference
between them and a banksia. They smelt a
little different. There was a coffee
shop at the nursery that sold a number of things that were either based on
roses or garnished with rose petals.
We took Caron with us today and I think that she enjoyed
getting away and doing something for herself.
We went to the Core Cidery for lunch.
This was about 10 km away from the nursery but was entirely different
geographically as this was surrounded by orchards. This place was surrounded by apple and pear
orchards and had been in the same family for generations. It actually reminded me of the area around
Stanthorpe, not necessarily because of the orchards but because of the names of
the owners of the orchards. They were
mainly of Italian origin.
At lunch we tried some of the local ciders, extra dry, dry,
medium and sweet. We got a tasting tray
and we each had a taste. The extra dry
was 7% alcohol by volume. Nice tasting
stuff but I think a bit dangerous because they have a bit of a kick.
It was nice to get out with Caron because we haven’t been
able to do as much with her because she is such a hard worker.
Monday
A pottering day today.
An appointment at the doctor first thing to follow up on the x-ray and
ultra-sound. No DVT but a burst Bakers
Cyst which is a by-product of the osteo-arthritis. The cyst has actually burst and I will have
pain until the fluid released is fully absorbed into the system.
After the doctor we returned the key to the house we
borrowed. We dropped them off at a
suburb of Perth called Atwell. It looks
like a very new suburb and it was very interesting looking around a relatively
new part of the city. Big houses and no
yard to speak of, some don’t even have enough room to have a path between the
house and fence. Everything to go
through to the back yard must go through the house.
We went up to Kings Park for another visit, just to have a
look around. We forgot to take the
cameras but we didn’t need to take any photos.
The last time we visited the park we took a lot. I’ll put in some photos from our last visit.
Our trip home took us via Fremantle. The GPS took us that way because we told it
to. Every time we have driven to or from
Perth we have gone via the freeway. I thought
it would be nice to go a different way.
It was really good because we saw things that we hadn’t seen before and
we came over the Swan River near the Port of Fremantle where we had been on our
cruise down the Swan. Stopped into
Rockingham for lunch and then back to Warnbro.
Tuesday
Andrew, Deb and I went up to Fremantle. We picked up Mat who works there and we to
him to work. Deb dropped Andrew and I off
at the Marine Engineering Museum while she did other things. Unfortunately it wasn’t open at the time so
we took a walk to the Maritime Museum.
It was absolutely fascinating.
There were quite a few artefacts from the Dutch contact with the Western
Australian Coast. Sometimes I wonder why
those in the west aren’t speaking Dutch or French.because of the amount of
exploration done by both of these countries.
Andy and I went back to the Steam Museum and spent some time
reminiscing about some of the machinery.
It is a pity that I couldn’t put some of them in my pocket and bring
them home. There were a couple of feed
water pumps which were the same that were fitted to HMAS Anzac, the 1950
version that is, not the latest..
Had a nice lunch in Fremantle and picked up Mat when he had
finished work. Found some interesting
trees and some tree guards. They had
been crocheted around. It appears that
there is a group of people around Perth and Fremantle and for all I know
elsewhere who go around and wrapping things with wool.
Had a nice dinner with all the Warnbro Passmores and Caron’s
brother in law Greg and his partner Dawn.
We hadn’t seen them since our last visit and it was really good to see
them. Up early in the morning, we have a
train to catch.
Wednesday
Up early to get up to the train. We had breakfast and were away by 7.15
am. Andy came with us to point us in the
right direction and arrived by about 8.30 am.
There was quite a bit of traffic on the freeway with some roadwork. Dropped the car off at the drop off point and
it took about 10 minutes to book it in and watch it being driven on to the
train.
The car was on the train by 8.40 am and the train would be
ready for boarding by 11.30 am. We just
had to sit around until the time arrived and there is just so much coffee or
tea you can drink while waiting. We said
goodbye to Andrew at about 10 so he could catch a train back to Warnbro.
| Indian Pacific at East Perth |
| Mini Bar Area |
| Tea and Coffee |
| Starter Lunch Day 1 |
| Lunch Day 1 Lamb and Rosemary Sausage |
| Warm Treacle Tart |
We also had to bring our clocks forward an hour. This also meant an hours less sleep.
| Cheese Platter Dinner Day 1 |
| Whiskey Chocolate Pudding Day 1 |
| Kangaroo Tenderloin Dinner Day 1 |
| Pork Cutlet Dinner Day 1 |
| Entree Dinner Day 1 - Pumpkin and Lamb Pie |
Thursday
Today was similar to yesterday with a constantly changing
scenery. Just inside the Western
Australia, South Australian border there is a little town called Cook. Cook used to be a centre for the repair of
the rail line with a population of 40 until the privatisation of the rail
network. It now has a population of 4 or
5 depending on who is telling the story.
They now refuel the trains as they come through.
The Indian Pacific train that we travelled on is owned by
the Great Southern Railway, the locomotive that pulled the train was owned and
operated by Pacific National and the track that the train ran on was owned and
maintained by the Australian Rail Track Corporation. If you remember it all used to belong to the
Australian Commonwealth Railway.
Cook was an hour stop while fuel was taken on. I reckon that every second fly in Australia
was waiting for us to alight from the train.
When we got back on-board they didn’t seem to follow us.
Onwards to Adelaide.
Friday (Remembrance Day)
We were awoken early with our breakfast pack of muesli with
juice for Deb, Just Right for me, juice, savoury muffins and sweet muffins, tea
and coffee.
We arrived in Adelaide at about 7.30 am and were in the car
driving away from the terminal by 7.50 am.
They were very well organised and because our car was higher than a
sedan it was the fourth one off. Four
wheel drives and higher type vehicles travel on the top deck of the car wagons while
sedans etc. travel on the lower deck.
We put the address into the GPS and off we went to the
Brownhill Creek Tourist Park. This is
the caravan park that Raymond, Geoff Duckworth and I stayed in when we came to
Adelaide in December 1970. There have
been quite a few changes in that time.
Even though we arrived early they were able to let us into our cabin.
We got a couple of loads of washing done and then headed off
to Angaston. Angaston is where Angas
Park dried fruit are produced.
Interesting the products that are produced and sold by Angas Park. We had lunch in the bakery at Angaston and
then headed down the Onkaparinga Scenic Drive.
After visiting a couple of cheese and chocolate factories we ended up at
Hahndorf and had afternoon tea at Otto’s Bakery.
The local IGA Supermarket provided us with some bread, milk
and other stuff for dinner. We have had
to drop our expectations quite a bit since leaving the Indian Pacific.
Saturday
A very quiet day today.
We went out to Longwood to see Greg, Jackie and family. They are Deb’s cousins. They have a really nice place that they have
been working on over the past 10 years or so.
There is still some work to be done but the location and outlook are
really fantastic.
Had a lovely lunch and headed off to Glenelg to have a bit
of a look around. We might go back there
to have a better look and a ride on the trams tomorrow. Had a cup of coffee at a place called
Bracegirdles House of Fine Chocolate.
They have won a number of awards and one of them is for being an artistic
barista. Didn’t know what it was all
about until I got my coffee. I would
have liked to see how it was done!
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