Sunday, February 8, 2009

Home?

It is official- we are firmly entrenched in Tasmania. So far, we have appeared in the social pages of the Huon Valley News (a shot from New Years Eve), and Dave has demonstrated how to plane an oar for the Premier........ let me explain.

Having arrived back at our friends- Kel & Dean, we joined them in a two bedroom apartment for a weekend in Hobart and the Wooden Boat Festival. Dean, Principal Tutor of the Wooden Boat Building School, was to do a speech at a cocktail function to open the Festival. He roped Dave in to be a ‘student’ and off they went. All went well, although Dave avoided questions as best as possible.

Kelvins boat-which we saw Dean building 3 years ago- and the scene of onboard drinkies

Dean, a new found apiarist, took several jars of honey to sell at the Festival. The honey must be good- it sold out in the first day! So, if you are in Tassie, make sure you pick up some ‘Huon Honey’.



Huon Honey- straight from the hive to you....

After a day at the show, it was off to the Shipwright Arms for dinner. It was certainly nice to go out for a meal, after cooking in our camper for so long. The dinner was even better as Kel’s was at no charge, having been given the wrong meal.
Having enjoyed our meal out, we ventured to Sandy Bay for another the next evening. It was a balmy evening and the boys decided to enjoy their cleansing ale on the way to the restaurant. Drinking in public is not allowed, but this would not have been a problem had the Tasmanian institution for late night supper, Mykonos Takeaway, not been on fire. As we walked past fire crews and police were on hand to extinguish the blaze (a small one contained to a fridge at the rear). As we waited at the lights to cross, the police approached us and made the boys dispose of their cans- oh well.

Kel on Kelvin's boat- who is 5 months pregnant- yeah!!

After a weekend fun and frivolity (and a few boats of course), we checked out of our apartment. Dave and I took a drive up Mt Wellington on the way ‘home’ to experience the magnificent views of Hobart and surrounds. At 1.275 kms up, we could almost touch the clouds. The views were amazing, but being so exposed it was rather blowy and rather chilly.

The view from atop Mt Wellington, looking down on Hobart

Back at home, we nestled in for a relaxing evening. That was until Tim & Pete, the neighbours, arrived on the ride on mower complete with abalone and crayfish. Dave’s quiche he had prepared for dinner was packed up, as Tim set about to cook our feast. Tim had enjoyed a few ‘drinkies’ beforehand and certainly kept us entertained as he served the abalone in a garlic butter sauce. I have never eaten this particular seafood before, but found it delish. So was the cray, even though it was 11pm before we sat down to eat it!

Tonight will be a little ‘quieter’- we are all looking forward to the first episode of Underbelly and an early night!

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