Showing posts with label 'Oz Lotto'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 'Oz Lotto'. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

From Gold to Koalas


The outdoor museum at Sovereign Hill is at Ballarat, about 90 minutes drive from Melbourne. It's a living museum which tells the story of the gold rush in the town in the 1850's. I have been to many such places over the years, but Sovereign Hill has to be up there among the very best.



Not only is the setting absolutely splendid, the buildings are so carefully arranged, that you really do feel that you are wandering around a completely authentic town of the period. But what makes it very special are the 'interpreters', the people who play the part of sweet makers, wheelwrights, shopkeepers et al. They play their parts with such enthusiasm and commitment, that it is very easy to start role-playing along with them.
Over the years, the attraction has been expanded, so people who have been there before, will always find something new to appeal. The tour of the gold mine, for example, takes you on a train which gives you the sensation of going deep underground to see two types of mine, the first so cleverly manufactured that it's not easy to see the join between it and the real digging which adjoins.
Redcoat soldiers are drilled, muskets are fired and it all takes place under the Union Flag. God Save the Queen. Huzzah!



It's interesting to learn about the interaction between the experienced Cornish miners and the hordes of Chinese workers who were lured to the boom town to extract a few grams of gold from each ton of quartz. You can pan for gold in a very impressive creek, but, for wow factor, to watch the pouring of a red-hot $140,000 gold ingot and to be able to pass it around only moments later is truly spectacular.
In the street, a constable might have to intervene in a street brawl; in the school, the teacher can be seen showing modern day children the way of learning in the 1850's. NO talking in class!




In the saddlery, Miss Erin and I strike up a role play relationship but, so far, she hasn't written. Oh well.



The ticket for Sovereign Hill also gives admission to the nearby gold museum but to do everything justice, you really need to spend a couple of days.
It is as good a living museum as I have been to in many a long year achieving authenticity without the need for the over-commercial hype of places like Williamsburg in Virginia.
I have no hesitation for awarding Sovereign Hill a thoroughly deserved 'gold star'!

About an hour's drive from Melbourne is the Healesville Sanctuary, where you can see Australia's native wildlife close-up. From kangaroo and koala to wallaby and wombat, they are all here.




The sanctuary is committed to ensuring the survival of endangered species and the conservation message is delivered strongly at every turn.
Especially well done is the 'Spirits of the Sky' show, where two presenters introduce the audience to a range of raptors and other birds.


It is lovely to be able to see and learn about the animals without the feeling that you are in a zoo; the spacious enclosures giving as close a recreation of the animals' natural habitats as possible. The animal hospital is also fascinating, but comes with a warning that you could see an operation or post mortem in progress.

In front of the centre, a fire-blackened tree has been transplanted, another reminder of the Black Saturday bush fires which came so close to the sanctuary that the fire emergency plan had to be implemented and hundreds of animals evacuated to its sister attractions at Melbourne Zoo, Werribee and elsewhere.
A leaflet reminds you that the maximum penalty for deliberately causing a bush fire is 25 years imprisonment.
Healesville undoubtedly does what it does very well and takes every opportunity to deliver its conservation message to its visitors. 

I am never entirely happy with animals being given names or things like 'Magic Moments' where you pay to have a 10 minute 'close encounter' with the animal of your choice, but that's purely a personal view and I am sure the experts have debated the pros and cons long into the night.
The site is very cleverly designed and crams a lot into its paths, which only stretch for a total of 3 kilometres, so ideal for children and the less able.
Healesville Sanctuary is a most enjoyable day out.
Nearby, at Yarra Glen, I buy a couple of tickets for the Tuesday Oz Lotto, the top prize which has now risen to $70 million Australian. 


In the attractive town, the Hargreaves Hill Brewing Company offers a sampling 'paddle' of six of its brews.
It really would have been churlish to refuse.

Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Lured (again) to the Sydney Waterfront


Sydney International Airport has a very well signposted 'Pick Up' area, so I follow the bright yellow signs where, within moments, my hostess for my stay arrives in her car. Well not actually her car which has blown a cylinder head gasket or some-such, so she's had to press a family member into action.
I am using www.roomorama.com for the accommodation on this leg of the journey. It's a site which lists properties which have a spare room or two available. Hence I have discovered Liz Kean, whose house in the Sydney inner-west suburbs is only a quarter of an hour or so from the airport.



For a charge of just $20 Australian, I am met and transported direct to the house. For $85, I get a nice room in a family home, a smashing breakfast and, as it turns out, three sensational evening meals.
Liz was, like me, brought up outside Glasgow and despite being in Sydney with her English partner Nick for many years, hasn't lost much of her accent.
The house is only ten minutes walk from Dulwich Hill railway station on the Bankstown Line. There, a very friendly member of staff sells me a $21 ticket which gives me unlimited travel on Sydney's trains, trams, buses and ferries for a day. There's an even better value $60 weekly ticket.


I have been to Sydney on a couple of previous occasions, so I have done most of the main sites. But the lure of Circular Quay, the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge is huge and the double-decker train delivers me there in under 25 minutes.
I have never had the time before to visit the Royal Botanic Gardens, which is a pity, because it turns out to be a delight. Tucked into the space between the Opera House, the Garden Island Navy base and the Central Business District, I find it easy to spend several hours exploring the varied flora and fauna in this lovely space.


Mrs. Macquaries Chair in the Sydney Domain, just beside the park, provides an excellent view of the iconic Harbour Bridge and the Opera House, much loved as a photo opportunity by tourists and Japanese newly-weds alike. However, taking an afternoon ferry a couple of stops towards Darling Harbour and getting off after a couple of stops at McMahons Point is, to my mind, a much better option. No crowds and one of the most wonderful harbour views in the world. 

The ceramic tiles on the Opera House are currently being painstakingly removed to replace the waterproof membrane underneath; I am staggered to learn that eight million people a year visit the attraction.


Possibly the most popular ferry trip in Sydney is the 30-minute journey to Manly. Dread-locked and tattooed surfers flock to the Pacific Beach to enjoy their sport off a beach which is so much nicer than the dreadfully over-commercialised and tacky Bondi. I am impressed with the drinking stations; water fountains are available everywhere in Sydney. 

The Aussies are much more sensible about dealing with the sun than we Brits; they drink lots of water and always wear sun-hats. You never ever see a school child without one, they are a compulsory part of the uniform.
Manly is geared up for the tourist hordes and is not really my cup of tea. Much more so is the Eastern Suburbs service, where you can reach posh places such as Watsons Bay. That area first came to my attention in my Naval Reserve days as the place where, in 2002, we floated the crippled HMS Nottingham onto the Dutch heavy-lift ship Swan for the 6-week journey back to the UK for repair after she tried to sink Lord Howe Island.


The same ferry takes you to the Australian Navy base at Garden Island, where there's now a great Heritage Centre.
Confident that I have won a major slice of the $50 million Oz Lotto, I head to Town Hall station to engage in some retail therapy. It is very easy to spend this or any other fortune in the area around Pitt, Park and George Streets in the shadow of the Centrepoint Tower. 

The architecture of the two-storey glass and stainless steel Apple Store is simply stunning; I am told that the exterior panes of glass are the biggest in the world. In Lowes, I am served by an Irish girl from Limerick, one of a huge number of Europeans I have encountered working here.
One surprise since I was last here is the increase in the number of Asians living and working here; at times I have been with more Chinese, Vietnamese and Koreans than folk from other parts of this increasingly multicultural planet in which we live.
Sydney's Central Station opened in 1906 and is well worth a visit just to see the architecture. I discover a bonus in the exhibition to mark the 50th anniversary of the luxury Southern Aurora train service. But, much as rail travel interests me, the eye-watering price of nearly $2000 for a three-night journey to Melbourne and back on the Heritage Express recreation of the Southern Aurora service is one offer I will not be taking up!


At home, Nick and Liz's daughters Isabel and Kirsty arrive in time to enjoy some of Liz's quality catering, which even includes Apple Crumble and custard in my honour. But this is custard with real vanilla and a crumble which includes fresh ginger. It's no wonder the plates are cleared!
My hosts have been concerned that three days is not enough time to 'do' Sydney. It's true, but, to me, it is the perfect length to remind me what a truly lovely part of the world this is.
I wonder if Sydneysiders realise just how lucky they are?
This afternoon I will take a short Jetstar flight to Melbourne. It's the one sector of my trip for which I won't have the luxury of my 69 kilo, 3 bag, business class allowance. The $76 Jetstar ticket gives me no luggage at all, so I have booked and paid another $40 for 40 kilos; I hope it is enough!

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