Wednesday, 11 April 2012


Saturday, April 7

Mount Archer National Park

If you stand on one of the school’s balcony’s you can see the tip of Mount Archer straight ahead(first picture).  Named for the seven Archer brothers who first settled the Rockhampton area.  There’s another peak just beyond, above the rainforest, which I just named Mount Smyth in honour of all those Smyth brothers. Come and see it sometime.  It's the second picture.

We started at the bottom of the mountain, in the car, but the fit Aussies climb it on their bicycles at the end of their work day.  Exercise before supper!   Half way up the mountain my ears popped.  I had a little bit of vertigo, made the mistake of looking straight down, no guard rail.

Approximately 2000 feet later we are at the top.  What a view.  All of the city of Rockhampton and the farmland beyond on one side and a deep valley of rainforest on the other.  Magical!  Walking trails and picnic areas, no camping allowed.  But there are a few livyers who have laid claim to land from generations before.  Imagine their vistas every morning!!






Saturday Morning, April 7

7:00am!!! Mom we have work to do….???

So, on Saturday, March 31, the river started rising.  Not my fault!  Wasn’t even here!  

Everything was moved out of the boatsheds and the river rose to 6 feet above the shoreline.  Happens every spring or fall- whatever it is here right now.   It stayed that way until Wednesday, April 4.  Everything had to be moved offsite.  Let’s go!  All the boats and equipment are now trailored back on site and “we” have to get everything back in the boatshed. C’mon you’ll love it! Yes, I know I will at 7am.

Everything’s a party in Australia.  So we arrive at the boatshed.  All the boats are back and 20 or more rowers and their parents are ready to go to work.  Military efficiency!!!  But lots of fun in the process.  A parent has breakfast on the barbie.  He puts McDonald’s and Tim’s to shame.  A mother brings her homemade mango chutney.  Plans are put in place for the school’s rowing fundraiser in May - Beef, Bubbly, and Blues. But no eating until the work is done.  

Here are some pictures of the two hours of work, fun and breakfast.  And some girls with pink and purple hair by the time we finish.  I had nothing to do with it!

See the measuring pole showing how high the river was only 4 days earlier –it reached the top.  We could have rowed to the boatshed.

John and I left with an invitation to Easter brunch at ‘the property’ – a cattle ranch 20 kms away, owned by parents of two of John’s rowers.  More to follow on that one.







Tuesday, 10 April 2012








Day 1, April 6

Technical difficulties, however, I think we are up and running.

First of all, Happy Easter everyone.  I hope you don’t have to go too many miles to walk off the chocolate. 

This country is sooooo laid back. Not hard to like Australia.

My first 10 days are with John in Rockhampton. 

After landing in Australia, I was wiped.  To put it mildly!  When the Qantus agent said Mrs. Smyth would you like to wait for another flight to Rockhampton, I was pleased – no rushing to the domestic terminal.  Took her up on the offer and stayed in Brisbane for an extra two hours.  Easy to recover from the flight, showers, comfort stations in the airport.  How civilized!!

 I met John recording my every move when I landed in Rockhampton.  John had my day planned.  No resting, no sleeping until evening.  Best way to conquer the jet lag and he was right. 

I think he is in Heaven, quite literally, not only in terms of the awesome weather, but also his job.  After a quiet hour on his deck, he took me on a tour of the Rockhampton Grammar School property which took about 2 hours.  You can see a legend of the school grounds which shows the buildings, tennis courts, gymnasium, theatre, auditorium, two-tier fitness  facility, swimming pool, boarding houses, and sports fields, and outdoor gardens, even has its own 5- bed hospital.  First line of defense for students and staff of approximately 1500!  Holy cow!  

We had lunch on the outdoor senior students lounge on the third level of the school’s Islay Lee Learning Centre which overlooks the City of Rockhampton.  By the way, would you like to go to school where the corridors are outside?  That’s it, classrooms inside, walk to your next class outside.  I had a lesson in Mr. Smyth’s Sports Science class.

Did I say holy cow?  Well.  Speaking of cows.  Did you know that Rockhampton is the beef capital of Australia???  Signs at the airport advertise Beef Week 2012 in May.  Why they even have the annual Beef Ball!!!!  Not sure what the mode of dress is - Spurs and Stetsons maybe.  Cattle farming and mining are huge in Queensland, and many of John’s students are children of miners and farmers.

Next stop the Rockhampton Grammar School Rowing Facility- Mr. Smyth’s idea of Paradise.  It’s located on the Fitzroy River, about a 5 minute drive from school -   Boathouse, boatshed, over 30 boats for approximately 110 rowing students who row on 20 kms of water.  Rowing practice begins at 5:45am, SHARP, seven days a week.  And the rowing clubhouse can cater to parties, weddings, meetings, and maybe even the Beef Ball!   

After a quick tour of the south side of Rockhampton, it was lights out for me at 7 pm.  They didn’t come on again until 7am the next day.















Wednesday, 4 April 2012



Here I am on the other side of the continent. Presently sitting in LA Airport. had a great sleep from Toronto.  Woke up just in time to see the Colorado Rockies rising up to touch the sky and the ski slopes of Aspen, Vail and Denver.  Then passed over the Grand Canyon which is really grand as you can see.

Tuesday, 3 April 2012

Uh oh! Oh no!

Freezing rain warning for St. John's.
Extended period of freezing. Monitor weather conditions.

My ship she sails in the mornin' for half a world away,
So raise your glasses just once more, ye friends of yesterday;
We laughed with pride but side by side we've lived long day to day,
And I wonder are there friends like you on the shores of Botany Bay.


Farewell you little narrow streets I wandered as a child,
Farewell you kindly neighbours, I used to drive you wild;
I'm bound for South Australia, the land of great renown,
Have a drink today before I'll say farewell to my native town.