Back at the coalface today, bit of a letdown after a fabulous 11 day break. A relaxing Christmas with family and far too much good food, but a few other items of note.
Fly Fishing: those of you who know me well, will be aware that I don’t get out fishing anywhere near enough to satisfy my wishes, but holiday times offer me a glimmer of hope. So, boxing day saw my father-in-law and I head up via Adaminaby to an old favourite stream. Perfect weather, swarms of grasshoppers, and abundant small Rainbow trout intent on self-harm, punctuated by the occasional slightly larger brown. Nothing huge, but a wonderful day out… definitely what keeps me coming back.
Then there was the heat. I’m also a fairly keen weather watcher (you have to be living in Melbourne!), so the prediction of a 42° New Year’s Eve had me nervously watching the numbers. At noon, it looked like being a fizzer – the unpredictability of Melbourne’s weather seemed to have got the better of the forecasters. Even at 3pm when we went into a movie theatre, it was only 32°, but when we came out a couple of hours later it was 10° hotter… amazing. The airport recorded 43° and 43.1° on consecutive hours. So, it was a sticky and uncomfortable New Year’s Eve, we saw the fireworks at Docklands and went home to a restless night. Melbourne didn’t disappoint… the next morning there was rain, a south westerly and we were wearing jumpers! I love Melbourne!!