A country drive brought us to historic Leyburn on the Darling Downs, home to the Sprints (racing car races), Shane Webcke’s Royal Hotel, free creek-side camping for grey nomads, and some lovely little cottages opposite the pub (try Facebook).
What caught our eye on entering town was a delightful Anglican church, St Augustine’s
and this impressively tilted dunny…
Not the public toilets of Leyburn
We went on to Pratten, and saw this quaint hut in a back street.
On a recent trip to ‘sunny’ Melbourne, we visited Brighton Beach, listened to Mark Seymour in Federation Square and took in some sights. We didn’t JUST go shopping!
Recently we headed for Noosaville on Australia’s Sunshine Coast, during a week-long festival of arts. Our tent site was right next to the river, the cycling in Cooloola Recreation Area was challenging (wettish) and the sunsets divine.
Many countries have troublesome wildlife, and although most of the pests in urban Australia aren’t up there with rampaging elephants, we can get our knickers in a twist over the scrub turkey (Alectura lathami) digging up our gardens.
Note the large vicious claws – they are efficient beyond belief in garden destruction
And the reason is this:
Yeah, this is someone’s garden and I’m darn proud of this mound
These critters are on the increase, but are protected.
So, this past weekend we dared to plant some new bromeliads. Crazy maybe, but we had a plan.
Scrub turkey heaven
And the ‘after’ shot…
Yes, very attractive, and secured with tent pegs
Game on, turkeys!!
The recent Kites and Bikes festival at Brunswick Heads (New South Wales, Australia) drew the crowds – to show off bikes in the town, and fly some kites on the beach. Bruns is a terrific community and a nicely low-rise, family friendly coastal township. On our trip down for the weekend, we popped into the Tweed Art Gallery, to check out the most excellent Margaret Olley exhibit (no photography allowed, but you can find links to her work here). The gallery has a superb setting, looking toward Mount Warning and Murwillumbah.
We stayed at Hotel Brunswick, which has some nice period pieces, including fabulous ducks on the wall!!
We walked on the beach…
And into town…
And back to the beach…
For a grand weekend!
but not a year’s worth in 60 hours. Following on from devastating bushfires in the south of my country and record-setting heatwaves throughout the land, we’ve just experienced Cyclone Oswald creating havoc in our northern and central coastal parts.
On my morning cycle – after a long weekend of being cooped up while the storm raged – under beautiful blue skies, I saw the Brisbane River carrying debris and flotsam. After our terrible flood of 2011, I couldn’t believe there was still infrastructure to get loose and take to the current, but there it was.
The swollen Brisbane River carrying debris toward the sea
Trees snapped or leaned every which way.
What’s left of a tree at University of Queensland – grounds staff had already been to the scene
Water lay around the playing fields.
The birds were happy (where do they go during these wild storms?)
The water was up over the walking path.
Tides had brought the flood water up over the road I was on
This year, the boats were saved.
Grammar School’s craft all high and dry
The state of the walkway along the cultural precinct hadn’t deterred a few cyclists.
Except me – I decided to spare the back of my cycling shirt and beat a retreat.
Filed under Cycling, Trees