Monday 9th June
Today is the Queens Birthday holiday.
I had plans.
The weather had other ideas.
There was a strong wind warning. The wind was strong enough to start tearing the tarpaulin covering WWWGO.
There was wind driven rain on and off all day.
It was the sort of day which drags enthusiasm out of the mind and replaces it with lethargy. It was the sort of day you suddenly find you have been sitting in a chair watching the weather as the minutes tick past.
Hmmm! How long have I been sitting here?
I did manage to do some shredding of garden waste between showers and I did manage to rake some leaves only to see them swirl away in the wind and land somewhere different waiting for me to rake them again.
There was a bright start to the day in the early morning gloom. Yesterday I had walked the Centennial Walkway from Shingly beach to the northern end of Abel Point Marina. I enjoyed that walk so when I woke at 5.30 decided, while laying there in the dark, to walk the Centennial Walkway from the Sailing Club at Airlie Beach to the northern end of Abel Point Marina.
Sunrise at Airlie Beach.
The beginning of the Centennial Walkway from the Sailing Club to Abel, Point Marina, Shingly Beach, Whisper Bay and Cannonvale Beach.
Airlie Beach man made lagoon. Popular with locals and visitors alike. Airlie only has a small stretch of sand and at low tide sharp rocks and coral are exposed. It is not the best place for swimming. It is also subject to huge tides, strong winds AND in Summer, deadly box jelly fish. So the lagoon was built. Clean water, lifeguartds, green grass, barbecue facilities, sheltered picnic tables, gardens, showers, toilets and just a relaxing place to be. The shops border the entire length of the lagoon.
The deeper end of the lagoon.
This is the only section of the walk which has an incline. It is near Coral Point and leads down to a rocky coral fringed beach.
The pathway has become a boardwalk of which there are several along the walk to Cannonvale.
The old part of Abel Point Marina. The walk continues along the front of the buildings
The ground was still mostly damp from overnight rain but the air felt fresh and invigorating. I must do this walk more often. Many other people, some jogging some walking, some with dogs and some just strolling were out and about. Council workers who arrive early were cleaning the picnic areas and parks and free barbecues around the lagoon. They do this every morning so families and visitors can see a clean inviting lagoon area. Good onyer to the Council Cleanup guys.
Friday 13th June
The strong wind continued every day and has torn the tarpaulin, almost in a straight line, almost exactly in the middle. Only a few strands remain before the two halves separate entirely.
Today I have a, to me, a humorous work tale to relate.
A year or two before I retired I asked for permission to install and use a second computer monitor screen. It was not long before I wondered how I ever managed to do the type of work I do, requiring several files open at once, with only one screen. Sure, with Windows you can open and shrink screens as needed. Often though when talking with clients I need to refer to information which may appear over several files. With two screens I can read the two files side by side. Other staff realised the advantage I had and agitated for a second screen. When I left, one of the directors was having a second screen installed on a trial basis.
Now jump forward 5 years. Everybody in the office has two screens and they believe it is only a natural and sensible way to work. Two screens is commonplace. This week I had a new monitor screen installed and as a result I now have three screens. The IT guru left no instructions on closing down one screen so I now work with three screens. Wow! What a difference I can have three programmes and files open at once in fact I can have several files open and can switch between them with ease. It was not long before other staff realised I now had three screens and crowded around to see how they work. Works just fine! One staff member commented that it took almost 5 years for management to approve two screens for each staff member and catch up with me now they will have to agitate for a third screen to catch up with me again.
Saturday 14th June
The sun was bright in the sky when I woke this morning so washed the bed linen and hung it to dry.
I baked a Red Velvet Cake in honour of Donnis arriving this morning. I was looking forward to her arrival and we could have coffee, Red Velvet Cake and a dollop[ or three of freshly whipped cream.
I then headed off to Whitsunday Airport at Proserpine. Her plane was due in at 10.45 and after allowing 10 minutes to collect baggage we should be home by 11.30 for that coffee n cake. The cute little regional airport at Proserpine has changed. No longer the free parking outside the terminal or or on busy days in the surrounding undeveloped land. Now it has a two minute limit outside the terminal with parking police moving people on. There is paid parking and it seems the local friendly regional airport has suddenly become big business. Inside the terminal you can no longer buy a coffee and sit somewhere and watch the people and planes arriving and leaving. The only way to get a coffee is to enter the secure area, have yourself and your baggage scanned and pulled aside for a personal inspection. Of course to even get that far you have to get in a queue just to go through the scanner. I no longer felt like a coffee while waiting. Besides, airport coffee is notoriously tasteless and expensive.
The plane (Tiger Air) was 30 minutes late and baggage was another 15 minutes before it started to arrive.
Grrr! My welcome cake and coffee plan was untangling.
It was pushing towards midday and heavy rain was falling by the time we left the airport. WOT THE! The sun was shining when I left home!
Donnis wanted coffee…now! So we visited the Whitsunday Gold Coffee Plantation which is on our way home and which we have never visited. The place has a certain rustic charm with seating spread out in little nooks around the coffee shed. Upholstery is a made from re-cycled coffee bags on top of various farm implements. In all it has a certain anti glam charm about it. Except every seat was murder on my back.
Two coffees and a small muffin cost $14.40…It was cheaper at the airport and this is the place where they grow the coffee.
Donnis brought a head cold with her so she spent the afternoon closing windows, doors and curtains to keep the breeze out and the warmth in. Poor dear. Having a head cold in the tropics is less fun than a head cold anywhere else.
At least we had coffee, cake and cream in the afternoon.
Sunday 15th June 2014
Not much to report today.
Donnis is still unwell and stayed inside rugged up and resting.
The tarpaulin covering WWWGO had completely split down the centre but only the outside seams stopped the two halves from parting. A pair of scissors fixed that.
I removed the tarpaulin and using the biggest piece put it back on WWWGO side to side instead of front to back.
That was the extent of my day.
Perhaps next week will be more interesting.