I was kind of sick of shooting flowers, though I haven’t captured a perfect one in the past many years (I probably will never do).  I really think the opening time should be from 7am to 6pm, in stead of 9am to 5pm. The lighting is just terrible and ugly plain white for this period of time.  That’s why you can only see photos here with other objects I found in the event.

Vivian was so good today. For the entire visit, she was in her stroller and no whinge at all. Just for this, I want to kiss her for being a good girl:-)

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I Stopped on the way back to shoot a few photos at the stone field, which we really wanted to do when we saw this the other day. It’s about 10 ks outside Cooma towards to Berridale way.

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The place we stayed in Town is called Aspire Alpine Brumby Bar. It is a lovely little apartment loft style accommodation. Old bricked interior with interesting lightings. We have a balcony with the view of lake and mountain, facing the road but amazingly we remain undisturbed by the traffic during the night time. Country town, right?

We cooked our Korean BBQ and hot pot for two nights, and hearty breakfast with congee and other stuff by Jessy for two mornings. The bedroom upstairs got extremely hot during the night time with the remaining smell of hot pot and BBQ, hehe….. Vivian kept kicking the blanket off and I only covered myself with one piece of flat sheet. Outside easily went down to minus 2.

I don’t know how much the little ones would get out of this trip. They were more interested in playing in the play ground which everywhere has it, than sensing the difference in the places.

Our second day was spent in Thredbo and Lake Crackenback Resort. Rain was on and off. I absolutely fell in love with the little village, Thredbo. It is so pretty with layered houses along the mountain slope, snow capped mountains as the far background. I think I will come back again even I don’t know how to ski, but it was exciting enough to see those fit people carry their ski gears coming off from the mountain. I can’t believe that it is a place only 2.5 hours away from where we live and we didn’t utilise it at all in the past many years.

Shall we come back again? Definitely. There are a lot interesting things we could have captured. The stone field 10ks outside the Cooma town, shooting the Jindabyne lake view for a sunset or sunrise, trout fishing, maybe staying in the waterfront apartment in Lake Crackenback Resort next time, try a nice restaurant in Jindabyne? These all are going to the next time’s plan.

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Now because I have Vivian, I also have to make the trip within a day and make sure I can pick her up from the childcare before 5:30pm, which all added the pressure to the travel. Guess what? This is the thing about being a parent. All I have been thinking while driving on the road was “I must drive safely…I can’t afford to have anything happen on me….Think about V….She is waiting for me….do not take a risk…. ” I guess this helped.

Now I understand why some parents say that they live for their children. It does not necessarily mean that they don’t have their own life or everything in their life is about their children. It more means that they choose to be strong for their kids as they know that they are needed by them.

So I didn’t really have a stay in township of Young, though I do know a couple of interesting shops in town that I did enjoy the visits in the past. I simply had my business done and came back straight away. Anyway, on the way back via Wombat, I saw this endless golden canola flower field which I just couldn’t give it a miss. I stopped for about 5 minutes and took a few photos, as a kind of souvenir for today’s trip.

We will come back for cherries later of the year anyway.

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We took off from Queanbeyan in the light rain Saturday morning. When we arrived at Cooma, it was much like a drizzle. We didn’t care much, as we still had plenty of time to pray for the miracle to happen for the rest of the trip. By the time we checked in the Jindabyne Holiday Park, it was pouring.

I really couldn’t see how this fishing trip was going to end, as to me, there is no joy of standing in the heavy rain to throw a hook.

However, the two men in our team were extremely keen, though none of them was anything even close to a pro. But they went to the waters anyway, in the heavy rain wearing their so called water proof outfits.

According to my observation, all they have done in the past two days was nothing but getting themselves soooooooooo wet, losing their hooks, lures and breaking the fishing rod. But they still kept going until they had no dry clothes to get changed.

You can’t say that they were being stupid as enthusiastic people are worth being respected, but they are absolutely loonies, given that both of them are supposed to have the IQ to estimate that their chances of catching a fish was extremely slim (not so much because of the weather but more about their fishing skills).

Me, my four and half months old and my girlfriend who is pregnant for seven and half months, spent most of our time wondering what’s wrong with these two men in the motel room or in the car with rain windscreen turned on the fastest setting.

Vivian was really good (I say this not because I am a proud but blind mother). She slept well in the strange park unit, even with noisy rain drops hitting the roof so madly at the first night. She sat with us every meal in a restaurant or next to the dinning table making very mild but pleasant noises to please herself or us. How sweet!

I am just so blessed to have her. She was interested in all sorts of her surroundings and being very friendly to our friends. BTW, she finally started to grab the little toy elephant hanging on her pram.

This is the first time she slept outside the home and she adjusted really well. We actually tried to make best use of this opportunity to practise how to manage this kind of travel circumstances.

By the way, the meals over this weekend were very delicious. We brought over Korean BBQ stuff and made some Sichuan wonton as well. The “fishermen” didn’t expect that they could eat so well……oh yeah, we could have punished them by providing no food just because they caught nothing:-)

The day before we headed back home, the sun came out. We stopped by Thedbo River and guess what, the “crazy two men gang” never gave up. Their hands got itchy again.

That morning they picked up their fishing rods and jumped into the river bank again. Of course, it’s not hard to imagine……there were more hooks left in Jindabyne.

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