Bush Whacking

Sunday, Andrew and I hit the Volvo and drove out to the Dandenongs.

We walked through the lush forests and wondered at the beauty of nature. Awww.

Actually, it was quite stunning. The gum trees just seem to launch into the sky and they drip strips of bark all over the foliage, which leaves the forest looking something like nature's take on Miss Haversham's dining room.

It is a pity that you can never really get out of earshot of a major road but then, being on the edge of Melbourne proper, one can't really complain.

Photos will come soon. They are all trapped in Andrew's camera.

Yarra Valley Jaunt

After much searching for accommodation, even resorting to campsites, Andrew and I succumbed to the group mentality and put our trip down to the Prom on hold for a while. Instead we got on a mini-bus with Richard (not my housemate, the tour guide, who had a penchant for hens) and headed off to the Yarra Valley to hit the wineries.

It was a blast. 5 Irish, 1 Geordie and 2 Aussies. Luckily, the mini-bus had a shamrock plastered on it (and it was powered by leprechauns) so we couldn't get lost.

We spent the day tasting wine, looking at art and dodging hen parties. It was tiring but we got some good wine out of it.

That's all... Photos to come later.