Tuesday, September 18, 2018
The Street Art of Kakaako
The streets of Honolulu's Kakaako district are home to some of the most spectacular street art you will find anywhere. Every year, in February, artists from all around the world are invited to do giant murals on the walls of the industrial area. That means that these examples of this year's efforts will be painted over next year. The best way to see the murals is to hire a car with a driver who knows their way around the streets and lanes; our Uber driver, Patrick, spent a couple of hours taking us around. Mum took loads of pictures and these are some of the best. I like the van up the tree; some of the drivers you see around the north shore look like they may end up that way. The way the artist used the air-con to make the pink-haired lady's sunglasses is pretty clever. Anyone who has been to Hawaii (or watches five-o) knows the Hawaiians actually like Spam (can't stand it myself) so I forgive the guy who changed the Dr Suess mural. The last two are my favourites, particularly the Goth space monster. If the old buildings haven't been knocked down and the sites used for yet more high rise apartments, I will definitely check out the streets of Kakaako on my next visit to the islands.
Friday, September 07, 2018
Some Beaches of Oahu
This small bear loves beaches, even though Mum won't let me get wet! Here's a few of the ones close to Honolulu. The first one is about 10 minutes walk from Prince Waikiki, where we stayed. It is part of the Ala Moana Beach Park. The beach is protected from big waves by breakwaters, so it is a nice calm area for kids and scaredy-cats to swim at. The second one is just north of Hanauma Bay (see 5 posts back). The beach is inside a reef, so the waves are pretty small. It is a nice sandy beach, so its name is actually Sandy Beach (I thought only Australians used names like that). The bottom two are of islands a bit further north along the Kamehameha Highway that runs up the east side of Oahu. The closest one is Mokoli'i. Because of its shape it is also called Chinese Hat. Left of Mokoli'i is the crater on Kaneohe Head. Far left in the distance are the Mokumanu Islands. The sandy part of the beach here at Kualoa Regional Park is quite narrow and waves come right up to the grass most of the time so the best place I could find to watch the fish was on this stump of a dead coconut tree. Fortunately, I didn't fall into the water before Mum saw where I was.
Labels: beach, Hawaii
Friday, August 31, 2018
Some Beach Bars of Waikiki
It seems that the Oldies are always thirsty when they are holidaying in a warm climate. Hawaii was no exception. They visited just about every bar along the beach at Waikiki. Here are photos of 4 of them. The top two are of our favourite relaxing place, House Without a Key at Halekulane. This has a low wall between it and the sea but has good views along the beach if you walk up to the wall. Given the variety of great cocktails, I didn't do much walking. The small photo on the second row is from the Mai Tai Bar at the Royal Hawaiian. You can see the whole sweep of Waikiki beach from here, and the people-watching is entertaining to say the least. The other middle one is the Beach Bar at Moana Surfrider. The bar is shaded by a large banyan tree. The hotel architecture is magnificent and I will post photos of it soon. The panorama is the outside area of the Barefoot Bar at Dukes. This has great views, the cocktails are fine, the food is tasty and there is often live music. The only drawback is that the inside bar area is so crowded and noisy that the music was completely drowned out while we were there unless you sit close to the stage in the hot Sun. For a de-stressing afternoon the beach bars of Waikiki are the best; and there are some others left for me (sorry, the Oldies) to sample when I can talk the Oldies into another trip.
Labels: beach, Hawaii
Tuesday, August 21, 2018
Nu'uanu Pali is one of the most important historical sites in Hawai'i. Pali is the Hawaiian word for cliff, and the cliffs here rise around 305 metres (1000 ft) above sea level. The lookout is on the site where the army of King Kamehameha won the battle which made him sovereign of all the islands of Hawai'i in May 1795. Hundreds of soldiers in the opposing army were forced over the cliff. The painting on the plaque puts the final battle just where the photo of the sharp peak was taken. It is probably quite accurate as this is the flattest area between steep ridges. The lookout is about 10 minutes drive out of Honolulu (except at peak hours) along the Pali highway. This road goes on through tunnels to the Windward (east )side towns. You get great views from the lookout; here are just two. The first is looking along the peninsula toward Kaneohe Marine Airbase (you can just see it on the original image, but not quite on this smaller one). The second is looking over Kaneohe town and bay. The island is Coconut Island. It is a marine science station of the University of Hawaii, but some of the Oldies might recognize it from the opening scenes of "Gilligan's Island". It was cloudy and drizzling rain when we were at the Pali, so it is another of the places in Oahu that this small bear is not finished with.
Labels: Hawaii, history
Saturday, August 18, 2018
I like statues. They are usually of people who were important to the place they are erected in. Here are 3 of the ones I found in Oahu. The first one is of King Kamehameha 1, the first ruler of the united Hawaiian islands. He was born sometime in the mid-1700s and eventually became ruler over most of the Big Island (Hawai'i). European traders formed an alliance with him and taught him how to use guns and by 1810 he had conquered all of the islands. His reign was mostly good for the people and his laws were fair and just. He died in 1819 and, following custom, his body was hidden and has never been found. His family ruled Hawaii until Kamehameha V died in 1874. The second statue is of King David Kalakaua, the last king of Hawaii. He reigned from 1874 to 1891. He was known as the Merry Monarch because of his parties and musical ability; among other things, he repealed the ban that missionaries had imposed on the hula . His extravagant lifestyle (and the policies of his sister Liliuokalani, who succeeded him) plus his plans for a Polynesian Federation were main causes of the USA takeover of Hawaii. The last statue is of Duke Paoa Kahanamoku. He was not royal, Duke was his name, but in the world of surfing he is the undoubted king. We won 5 Olympic swimming medals and was an actor and policeman. He is remembered for bringing surfing to the world. His statue is on the shore of Waikiki beach, near where tourists are taught to surf. There is another statue of him at Freshwater Beach in Sydney, where he
gave an exhibition in 1914 that is considered to be the event that triggered
the birth of Australian surfing.
Labels: Hawaii, history
Tuesday, August 07, 2018
Hula at Halekulani
After busy days exploring Oahu we looked for a place where we could relax with food, cocktails and real live Hawaiian music. We soon found that the perfect place was at the Halekulani hotel, right on the beach at Waikiki. Every evening, for several hours around dinner time, there was a different musical group and hula dancer/s performing. Hawaiian music is beautiful and the Hawaiian version of Hula is as well. Both tell the stories of these fabled islands. You don't have to stay at the hotel to attend, you just book in for dinner at the famous "House Without a Key" restaurant and pick a spot on the outside area with a good view of the stage. The hotel opened in 1907. It was originally called the "Hau Tree" after that beautiful tree which was blown over in a hurricane but just refuses to die. The name "Halekulani" means "House Worthy of Heaven" and evenings there were certainly heavenly. It is the setting for the first Charlie Chan novel (same name as the restaurant) - Dad read the novel and had fun finding out how the Waikiki and Honolulu of today match or don't match the novel. You can guess what the highlight of the evenings was for him.
Labels: beach, concerts, Hawaii
Friday, August 03, 2018
A Most Beautiful Bay
This is Hanauma Bay on the southeast coast of Oahu. It is one of the prettiest bays that this small bear has ever seen, so much so that I escaped the family photo by hiding behind the wall so that I could concentrate on the scenery. The bay is actually inside the crater of one of the last of the volcanoes that built Oahu. It is around 32,000 years since the volcano died and since then erosion by wind, rain and waves has cut an opening into the ocean side and the crater flooded. Since the earliest Polynesian settlers arrived in Hawaii the bay has been a recreational area, sometimes restricted to use by Hawaiian royalty only. Today it is one of the most popular beaches in Hawaii, so popular that visitor numbers are strictly controlled to protect the coral reef. The snorkeling here is some of the best in the Hawaiian islands. If you want to visit the bay you have to get there early as the gates close as soon as the carpark is full. The beach is closed on Tuesdays, to give the fish a break from the tourists. You have to watch a short film on the care and conservation of the reef before you can go down to the beach. Of course, many film scenes have been shot here; look for the bay in just about any film or TV series with a Hawiian theme (even old Elvis movies). We didn't get down to the beach this time because we were aiming to see every pretty spot on the east and north coasts, but maybe next time (I am not finished with Hawaii).
Labels: beach, Hawaii
Friday, July 27, 2018
Hawaii Five 0? No
If you watch the TV program "Hawaii Five O" you will recognize these two buildings. Actually, they have nothing to do with Honolulu Police, apart from providing film locations. They are historic buildings from the time of the last Hawaiian royal family and the takeover of the islands by the USA. The first building is the Ali'iolani Hale. It was originally built in the early 1870s by King Kamehameha V. He intended it to be the royal palace, but changed the plan to be the central offices of the Hawaiian government. Today it is the Hawaiian Supreme Court building. The statue in front of the building? More about that later. Across the road is the 'Iolani Palace, which was the royal residence of the rulers of Hawaii from 1882 to 1893. It was built on the site of an earlier palace, which dated back to 1845, by the last king of Hawaii, David Kalakaua. The last monarch, his sister Queen Liliuokalani, spent a year under house arrest here after a coup ended Hawaiian royal government. Both buildings are designated as National Historic Landmarks. The palace is open Tuesday to Saturday, so naturally the Oldies took me there on a Monday and I couldn't see the inside. However, there are some spectacular banyan trees in the grounds, just right for a small bear to climb (my Aloha shirt made it easy for the Oldies to keep an eye on me), so the visit was not wasted.
Labels: buildings, climbing, Hawaii, history
Thursday, July 19, 2018
An Endangered Hawaiian
On our day trip along the east coast of Oahu we were fortunate to see one of the most endangered animals in the world. Our guide, Kirk, spotted this Hawaiian Monk Seal sun-baking on the sand at Aukai Beach, Hauula. There are only about 1,200 of these Monk seals left and most of them live on the more northern islands of Hawaii, so we were excited to see this guy. Monk seals don't have external ears and they can't fold their hind flippers under their body to use as "legs" like most seals can. They get their name from their fat body and a head that looks like it is covered by a hood, like the caricature of medieval monks. There is another species of Monk Seal in the Mediterranean, and there was another in the Caribbean but is now extinct. While we were in Hawaii a couple of thugs stabbed a Monk seal to death; locals were keen to knife the thugs. Aukai beach is a typical east coast beach - fairly calm water behind a protecting reef, fine sandy beach with parkland, houses right behind the sand and no high-rise buildings as yet. Add those 3 palm trees and you have the classic tropical beach picture.
Labels: animals, beach, Hawaii
Thursday, July 12, 2018
Window on Waikiki
Every morning during our stay at Prince Waikiki, I could hardly wait for the Oldies to wake up and open the curtains and window. There was always lots to see, particularly on the water. Surfers were out there even before there was enough light to get pictures. They would not do that in Australia because sharks are usually feeding at dawn and dusk; I guess they (the sharks) are not as hungry at Waikiki. Also getting an early start were the outrigger canoe crews. I really liked watching them because occasionally they would get the timing wrong and the wave would win and leave them upside down and terribly embarrassed. The waves at Waikiki are usually small and fun to tackle. The canal near the marina is a training ground (maybe that should be training pool) for sailing beginners. There was usually a few of these brightly coloured sails there and occasional gentle collisions and accidents. Further out to sea there were usually a few ships waiting their turn to enter Honolulu harbour. This strange looking one came through every couple of days. I guess it is a container ship with a solid cover over the cargo, but it is a new type for me. I gladly stayed at the window while the Oldies were out exploring the shops, the view was always interesting.
Labels: beach, boats, Hawaii
Sunday, July 08, 2018
Guiding Lights to Honolulu
If you were sailing from mainland USA to Honolulu, you would be guided into port by these 3 lighthouses. The first one you would see is on Makapu'u Point, the southeastern point of Oahu. This small lighthouse was built in 1909 and is on a clifftop 183 metres above the sea. It has the largest lens of any lighthouse in the US. It is a long walk from the road to the lighthouse, so the photo was taken from the next beach to the north. Because of its isolation there has been a lot of vandalism of the light and associated buildings, including an idiot shooting a hole in the lens. Today the area is state park and a great hang gliding site. The second light is at the foot of Diamond Head, at the eastern end of Waikiki beach.There has been a lighthouse here since 1899, warning ships away from the Waikiki reefs. The present tower is the result of major modifications of the original tower in 1917. It is easy to get to this lighthouse, it is just off the seaward side of the road that goes around Diamond Head. At the other end of Waikiki is the entry to Honolulu harbour. Ships are greeted by the 10-story Aloha Tower, a lighthouse built in "Hawaiian Gothic" style that came into operation in 1926. For around 40 years it was the tallest building in Hawaii. The area around the tower is being redeveloped, but I am not sure just what that means. The ship in the photo is "Pride of America". It takes you on a week-long cruise around the Hawaiian islands, stopping at a different port each day. Next time we are in Hawaii, I am putting pressure on the Oldies to do that cruise. The guy in the last photo is Kirk. He was our "guiding light" on a fantastic full-day tour around the east and north coasts of Oahu. If you want to see the best of the region, you can't do better than book Kirk through Tours By Locals. Tell him Bart sent you.
Labels: Hawaii, lighthouse
Thursday, July 05, 2018
No Diamonds Here
Wherever you are along Waikiki beach you can see the walls of Diamond Head. During the day the changing angles of sunlight make the walls seem to glow with different colours. This is one of the craters that were part of the huge series of volcanic eruptions that made the island of Oahu. Diamond Head is one of the youngest, formed about 450,000 years ago. Its Hawaiian name is Le'ahi (Tuna fin). It got its English name because some sailors, early in the 19th century, thought that the calcite crystals they found here were diamonds. The crater is a National Park and you enter it through a tunnel. A small military area is restricted. We didn't go in and hike to the lookout, the Oldies are not that fit any more, but we did drive all around it. If you look carefully just across the road on the middle right of the last image (from a brochure) you can see a small lighthouse. Of course we stopped there; pictures tomorrow.
Labels: beach, Hawaii
Monday, June 25, 2018
New Things at Home
While I was away, two interesting things happened at home. Firstly, the empty block across the road is now a building site. There will be a two-story childcare centre there in a few months. That's OK by me as the building won't block my view of the mountains; there is snow on the highest peaks today. The really exciting thing is that testing has started on the new light rail vehicles. The workmen are still finishing laying the track and stringing the power cables on some of the route, but the trams have arrived and one is being tested on the first completed sections, just up from home. The complete route between Gungahlin and the City Centre is due to be operating by Christmas and it looks like the project is actually running on time. In a few months I will be able to watch trams running along the street at the front of our apartment complex, and (of course) ride them.
Labels: buildings, Canberra, train
Contrast of Seasons
I'm back home after a wonderful holiday. We escaped the Canberra winter for a week of Hawai'ian summer; the images tell the story. We left Canberra on the afternoon of a cold, cloudy, drizzling day. 18 hours later we were in wonderful, warm Hawai'i. The views from my window at home and from our room at the Prince Waikiki could hardly be more different. From the Prince, I had great views of the boats in the Marina, ships entering and leaving Honolulu harbour, aircraft landing and taking off from the airport (just behind the beach at the top of the picture) and people surfing, sailing and canoeing. That window was heaven for this small bear. However, we had to come home again and the next morning the view out my home window showed fog and heavy frost all morning. No wonder some people run away and become beachcombers.
Labels: beach, boats, Canberra, Hawaii
Saturday, June 02, 2018
Well, the hint at the end of my last post is no longer any use. The lady in the first image has changed our holiday plans. She is Pele, the volcano goddess of Hawaii, and her work over the last month has caused our tours of the Big Island (Hawai'i) to be cancelled. So I guess that I will just have to spend more time on Waikiki beach in "cool dude" mode. I will also have more time to sample the great local cocktails. I am looking forward to another of these ones that come inside a pineapple, although they always go too fast. This time I am not sharing, Mum gets her own. We fly out next weekend, so next post will be after we get back. Sad to miss the volcanoes, but the danger zone is growing and safety comes first.
Friday, May 11, 2018
This post is a few weeks late. We have had a busy time with getting Mum's legs and feet working properly. She had to have big needles in her feet; it made Dad queasy looking at the monitor during the injections. However, she should be back walking OK very soon now. Just as well because the Oldies have been planning our next overseas adventure and we are all counting down the days until we board the aeroplane. So, April 25 is ANZAC Day, commemorating the service and sacrifice of Australian servicemen and women. We always go to the Australian War Memorial (AWM) to pay our respects on this day. This year the Oldies were not well enough to go to the Dawn Service, so we went in the early afternoon. We started the visit by watching a flypast by 3 RAAF FA-18s, and then found the names of family members on the Wall of Remembrance. I love the way that people put poppies in the wall next to the soldier/sailor/airman they are remembering. For a small bear some of the interesting bits are the vehicles and artillery on display outside the memorial. This year there were 5 that I hadn't seen before. There are also many memorial plaques and sculptures in the gardens. The AWM is something that all Australians should visit.
Where are we traveling to next? This small photo should give you a clue...
Labels: aircraft, Canberra, cars and trucks
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Airport Open Day
Sunday was a good day for small bears who are interested in aeroplanes. Canberra airport opened some of the runway and parking area and invited some historic aircraft to fly in. Over 30,000 Canberrans visited the airport to see some restored older airliners and military aircraft. The favourite of Mum and I is the Caribou. I loved to see them demonstrating their amazing short take-offs and landings at airshows when they were still in RAAF service, so it was great to see that one has been kept flying by the Historical Aircraft Restoration Society. They also brought a Catalina, a DC-3 and a Convair 440. QANTAS and Virgin Australia had airliners on display, Qatar Airways and Singapore Airlines each had a scheduled overseas flight passing through, and a RAAF C-17 flew in and was open for inspection for a few hours. There were long lines of people waiting to walk through all of the aircraft, so I was really happy that I had done that at other airshows and could avoid the crush. There were several aerobatic demonstrations, but the aircraft involved were too small and fast-moving for the oldies to get photos of them. We really need a BIG airshow here at Canberra so that we dont have to drive to Temora or the Illawarra to see one.
Labels: aircraft, Canberra
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
With the Thunder Lizards
What a weekend it was. Two big outings for a small bear. The first one was on Saturday night at the National Dinosaur Museum. It was an open night for adults only, no noisy kids allowed. Naturally, being an adult small bear over 15 years old, I was allowed in. The museum has a huge collection of fossils of dinosaur bits and other prehistoric critters, plus gemstones and ores. I thought the rocks full of coloured crystals were pretty good, but what I really enjoyed was the life-size models of dinosaurs in the area outside the building. If you look closely you will see me bravely staring down a mob of hunting Velociraptors, riding a Stegosaurus, talking to a mother Triceratops and her calves (there are 2 of them, but one is hiding behind her leg) and yelling for Dad to rescue me before the baby T.Rex closes his mouth. A small bear with an active imagination can have great fun at the museum, and I guess most kids could too.
Labels: animals, Canberra
Tuesday, April 03, 2018
Jewels and Jets
Easter weekend was busy. We had a visit by our grandkids (not sure just what relation an Oldies grandchild is to the Oldies bear), Mum's craft meeting, Sunday lunch with Bro Trent's in-laws, and best of all a morning full of bling and aeroplanes. On Friday an exhibition of jewellery by Cartier opened at the National Gallery. Mum and I are hooked on bling so we just had to be among the first in the door. What a collection. I saw lots of necklaces, tiaras and brooches, including ones worn by royalty and actresses. My favourites were the ones in the shape of animals and birds. The alligators are actually a necklace which hinges at the back and swings around the neck. Naturally, Dad and I were really impressed by the models of the Wright Brothers 1903 Flyer, made in silver, and the Lunar Excursion Module, made in gold and enamel. You really should see this exhibition if it comes to a city near you. Just to finish the morning out we parked near the airport where we could see aircraft taking off. The Boeing 777 in the photo is the Singapore Airlines Canberra to Wellington (NZ) flight. I like Wellington, so maybe the Oldies will use this flight sometime soon.
Labels: aircraft, Canberra
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Last Sunday morning we were walking along the shore of Lake Burley Griffin. It was a beautiful, calm, sunny day when we started out. After we had walked about a Kilometer from where we had parked the car, the wind started to get very strong. The lake changed from calm to a mess of choppy waves, some of them big enough to splash over the path. The sky got cloudy and the air started to get murky. By the time we got back to the car the air was full of dust and by the time we got home visibility was way down. The two bottom photos are taken from our balcony. They are almost exactly the same area. The one on the left was taken on Sunday during the dust storm, the one on the right on a clear day sometime earlier. As dust storms go, this was nothing compared to some of the ones that happen in outback Australia, but it is the first one I have seen and it taught me that Mums get cranky if you open a window to see it better (Mums and dusty furniture are an explosive mix).
I am very lucky because there are so many nice walks close to where I live. The ones that I like are the ones that go around the many ponds that are part of the system that helps stop flash flooding after big storms. The first 3 photos are of different ponds, all within 10 minutes of home. Most of them are about a kilometer around, a good distance for a nice stroll with stops to photograph birds, trees and sunsets. Just before evening they have hundreds of waterbirds in them, but even in the middle of the day there are some there. All of the birds are used to people feeding them and come right up to see if you have anything for them. The last photo is of part of the largest "pond", Lake Burley Griffin. This lake is about 30 kilometers around, so the Oldies don't try to walk that in one go. The area in this photo was swamp a decade ago, but it has been built up and turned into a marina and lakeside apartment and restaurant area. The Oldies sure can't afford to live here, our apartment is much less fancy, but we have more ponds near us. There was a competition to name one of the ponds a while back. There were lots of suggestions, but the winner was "Pond, James Pond". I like that.
Friday, March 16, 2018
The Royal Refuge Cave
Since the Oldies are not taking me traveling anywhere new for a few months, I will catch up on some past travel photos. Here is a different sort of place that I visited during our day on Ile des Pins during our New Caledonia cruise in 2015. It is a cave, or, more accurately, a grotto where a native queen called Hortense hid for several months during a tribal war in 1855. There is a track from the carpark down through jungle to the grotto. A small stream runs through the grotto and the floor is muddy and slippery. I was glad that Dad was carrying me, because Mum would have had harsh words to say if I had come back with muddy fur. Deep into the cave you can find the flat rock where Queen Hortense slept. I found a smaller rock shelf higher off the floor where small bears could sleep if they ever needed to. It is not much of a cave as caves go, but worth a visit because of its history. Most tours of the Ile des Pins include a stop here.
Labels: cruising, new Caledonia, South Pacific
Wednesday, March 07, 2018
Our apartment is only 15 minutes drive from the centre of Canberra, the national capital. Our suburb is classed as inner north. However, all of these photos have been taken during some of our late afternoon walks. Within 10 minutes walk of home we have large areas of grassland reserve and a system of overflow ponds (some of them quite big lakes) that help prevent flash flooding after heavy rain.There is a large pond just a few minutes walk away and it has a large population of waterbirds. Ducks, grebes and swamp hens live here, and swans and pelicans often visit. The birds are not scared of people and follow us around the paths, just in case we have something edible with us. I have been watching a mother swamp hen raising her 2 chicks. I first noticed them about 3 weeks ago. At that stage they were little balls of dark fluff with legs and squeaky voices. A week ago we had really heavy rain and the ponds all overflowed. I was worried that the chicks may have been washed away because they can't fly yet, but they survived and are doing fine. They have their first real feathers now and can swim really fast. Just before Sunset is the time when gum trees are at their prettiest, the soft red light makes their bark glow. Kangaroos are out feeding and the young males are fighting to determine who is going to be boss of the mob when the "old man" roo dies. Add in a Full Moon rising and you have a superb walk, only 10 minutes walk from home and a quarter-hour drive from the CBD. I love living here, with nature in the heart of the city.
Friday, March 02, 2018
More Fire Engines
Here's some of the fire engines on display at the Canberra Fire Museum. The 2 old ones are beautifully restored and are occasionally on display at events around Canberra. The big one being worked on is one of the airport fire trucks, in use during the 1960s. I have seen a restored one of these on display at an airport open day and am amazed at the amount of foam it can squirt and the distance the foam travels. I would love to have a go with one of these foam cannons.The small band of volunteers is aiming to have the vehicle fully restored this year. Most of the display vehicles have storage hatches open so that you can see the hoses and tools. I am fascinated by the variety of fittings and nozzles that even the oldest trucks carried. I am particularly happy to see that firemen still carry belt axes as well as using big ones. I will check out what is parked outside the fire museum whenever we drive past and stop whenever there are different vehicles on display.
Labels: Canberra, fire engine
Thursday, February 22, 2018
Fire Station Command Centre
One room of the Canberra Fire Museum has displays of the ways that fires were reported and brigades called out in the early days. The bottom photos show 2 eras of such gear. The first is a large array of lights and switches that showed what call box the fire was reported from and enabled the controller to notify the nearest brigade/s. The second one is from 15 or so years later, when early computers were starting to be used. The control desk is much smaller. For me, the earliest example was the most interesting - the old Fire Bell which was used in the earliest stations. No phones or radio then. Firemen who were on station or in earshot would "ring the bell and run like the clappers", as our guide put it.
Labels: Canberra, fire engine
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Canberra's Fantastic Fire Museum
On Saturday the Oldies took me to Canberra's old Fire Station. It is now a museum containing lots of historical relics of the early days of fire-fighting in the city. The original 1927 control room is still there, as well as later communications gear. The building is just one of what was a whole complex of buildings that housed the fire crews as well as their equipment. The other buildings are now mostly office buildings. For this small bear the best thing is the collection of fire engines, ranging from old suburban hand-drawn ones to the huge airport fire cannon pump truck. The gadget at the foot of the stairs is one of the hand-drawn hose carts that were sited in different suburbs. The wheel on the left of the picture is part of a ladder on a 1930s truck. Back in the early days of the service, Canberra firemen wore uniforms like the one in the top row of pictures; I really want one of those brass helmets. The suit in the bottom row is what they wore when they had to go into burning buildings to rescue people, pets and small bears. The old fire truck, a 1929 Albion, is one of the first in Canberra. It was what our guide called "a mongrel to crank-start", but was in service into the 1950s.The other truck is one of the last red ones in service; Canberra fire engines are now yellow. Do you know why the old fire stations in old cities are on the hills? It is so it is easier for the hand-drawn (or horse-drawn) carts and slow old trucks to get to the fire quicker; our guide told me that and he knows.
More pictures from here soon.
Labels: Canberra, fire engine
Wednesday, February 07, 2018
Hobbies and a New Friend
Things have been a bit slow here for a while. The Oldies are showing signs of their advancing age and are keeping the Canberra doctors busy. Both of them have had to get cattyracks (Bart means cataracts - Dad) removed from all their eyes. Mum is still recovering from her cattystroppik (he means catastrophic - Dad) fall 6 months ago. That means that we have had no trips away for me to report on since the Tasmania cruise. Of course there are still lots of photos from past trips that might interest you. Actually, I have been doing lots of hobby stuff. Mum makes stacks of cards and I have been helping her by doing some of the painting after she has stamped, cut and glued the designs. The strange colour that I am in the photo is not due to me spilling paint on my fur or because I am scared, it is what happens when the Oldies use flash to take the photo. Dad has had a break from his usual plastic ship models and has made a few card lighthouses. Here's a model of the ancient Pharos of Alexandria that kept us busy building it for a while. There are lots of cards, painting, ships and lighthouses underway, but I would much rather be travelling. One addition to my circle of friends is this strange, noisy little character who flew in last week. He says his name is Buzz and claims to be a movie star. What I know for sure is that you can't leave a drink unguarded whenever he is nearby, he is even quicker than me.
Friday, January 19, 2018
A Jolly Fine Eatery
On all of our trips the Oldies like to find odd, strange and unusual places to eat. They search for strange decors and good food at reasonable prices. This restaurant (I finally learned how to spell that word), the Drunken Admiral, on the docks in Hobart really ticks the boxes. The walls and ceiling are covered with nautical gizmos. The largest item is a statue that looks more like a pirate than an admiral, but I guess that's what a hard life and booze can do to you. The food is mostly seafood, which is bad news for Dad because he is allergic to anything with a shell on or in it, but they also serve "landlubber" food and he reckons that the special fried chicken is some of the best he has ever set teeth into. Mum, of course, is the exact opposite and absolutely loves the way they serve up the seafood. Well worth eating there when you are in Hobart. By the way, despite what it looks like in the first picture, Dad was not being sick into the cauldron, just checking the way it was made.
Wednesday, January 03, 2018
Santa did it for me again. Over the years he has brought me all sorts of vehicles, mostly in the markings of the Royal Aussie Bear Force. The missing vehicle has been a boat. Well, early on Christmas morning I headed for the tree and, sure enough, there was a parcel there for me. It is a bit of a struggle for a small bear to rip through layers of wrapping, but I dug away and there it was - a rocket-powered hydroplane speedboat. Now to find a place where Mum will let me take the risk of getting wet... Actually, I think that I have this Santa thing sorted out. For the last month before Christmas, Dad was busy cutting and shaping panels and blocks of balsa. His only explanation of what he was up to was "Elf business". Sounds pretty certain to me that Dad "Elf" could actually be the household Santa, but it pays to keep quiet while the presents keep coming.
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Brindabella Hills Birthday Bash
Mum's birthday is just 3 days before Christmas. She considers that to be a mean trick because (before I started organizing things) people would always combine her birthday and Christmas celebrations. So yesterday I took her out to our favourite winery, Brindabella Hills, for a special lunch. Bros Trent and Nathan came too. If you compare these photos with earlier ones you can see that there is a lot of work being done to the vineyard and the restaurant by the new owners. The thing I like best is the way they are clearing some of the scrub so that you get a great view of the river valley. What's the wine like? Well, it is better than any of the other local brands and most of the other Aussie ones. How old is Mum? I'm not allowed to tell you, but she is older than she looks.
Labels: Canberra, family
Sunday, December 17, 2017
Sailing Back Into Sydney
No matter where we travel and how much fun the trip has been it is always good to be back in Australia. The prettiest homecoming is sailing into Sydney harbour at the end of a cruise. The ships usually enter the Heads just before Sunrise and the view is one of the few things that will get the Oldies out of bed early. The first things that you see are the blinking lighthouses at Hornby and Macquarie (search earlier posts for photos of them). The first photo is South Head and if you look carefully you can see the light from Hornby. Near the city the first ferries are starting out past the Opera House. The ship passes Fort Dennison just as its small lighthouse turns off. Smaller ships like Sun Princess pass under the Harbour Bridge to White Island Terminal, and by the time disembarkation begins the Sun is risen. A great way to return to Aus.
Labels: boats, cruising, Sydney
Monday, December 04, 2017
A Most Spectacular Lighthouse Site
Ships leaving Hobart and heading east around the south coast of Tasmania pass the most spectacular cliffs that I have ever seen. They are made of massive vertical basalt columns that look like drainpipes. At the place where ships can head east around the end of the Tasman Peninsula is Tasman Island. This is a small island, just over a square Kilometer in area, but it is up to 300 metres high. The keepers of the lighthouse there were some of the most isolated people in Australia. The lighthouse was made from cast iron in England. It came to Tasmania as a prefabricated kit and the bits had to be hauled up those steep cliffs in rare periods of calm weather and reassembled. It is the highest (above sea level) active lighthouse in Australia. Keepers lived on the island from 1906 to 1977 when the light was fully automated. Today the keepers' cottages are falling into disrepair. The old supply gear of flying fox and tramway is in ruin, although you can still see the tracks on Google Earth. The only access is by helicopter. The best view of the site is from a cruise ship or one of the boat tours from Hobart or Port Arthur.
Labels: cruising, lighthouse, Tasmania
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Hobart Short Call
"Sun Princess" stopped overnight in Hobart. We had spent time in Hobart during our February road trip and did most of the touristy things then, so we just took it easy. We went across to the Hotel Grand Chancellor for a "Hi, we're back" cocktail. The manager recognized us and let us go up to the top floor to take photos (nothing better then the ones from Feb). Of course, we had fish'n'chips at Mures; every visitor to Hobart has to do that. I can't decide if the f'n'c at Mures are better than the ones you get on the wharf at Auckland, maybe I need another trip to NZ to help me decide. We left Hobart late afternoon. The tug was a huge one that was normally based at Port Headland in WA. You can see the way it was pulling (tugging) the ship's stern away from the wharf. The Pilot boat is in the background waiting to escort us down the Derwent estuary. I think that the passage into and out of Hobart is one of the prettiest parts of the cruise, and it has lighthouses (check the image of Iron Pot from our previous trip, and wait for the next post)....
Labels: cruising, Tasmania
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Back to Burnie
First port of call on our Tasmania cruise was Burnie, on the Bass Strait coast. Burnie was founded in1827 and by 2011 it was the fourth largest city in Tassie. It once was the site of Australia's largest paper mill and also several smaller industries including a paint pigment factory. Pollution of the city and the harbour became a huge problem and most of the manufacturing industries have closed. Today, forestry and farming are the major industries and the port is the largest cargo port in Tasmania. One of the chief exports is wood chip, and there was a large pile right next to where the Sun Princess docked. I watched the conveyors dumping chip into a pile and a bulldozer spreading it out to make room for more. The Oldies hired a car and we zoomed off to Bev's Cross Craft, the largest and best craft shop that I have ever seen (photos in posts from Feb), and then on to Anvers Chocolate Factory for lunch. There was another "target" for us in Burnie, the Round Hill lighthouse. We failed to find it in February, and only caught a quick glimpse as we drove past it this time. Fortunately, lighthouses have to be visible from the sea and we managed to get a look at it in the distance as we left port. It is a tiny one built in 1923, never manned, and automated in 1980.
Labels: boats, cruising, lighthouse, Tasmania
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
Short Break Cruise
Since the last post, I have been on a short cruise to some ports in Tasmania. Our ship this time was "Sun Princess". The Oldies wanted to check out Princess Cruises and compare it with the other cruise lines we have travelled on. The ports of call were Burnie, Port Arthur and Hobart. We drove to all of these during our Tassie road trip earlier this year (check the posts from February) but it is
always interesting and exciting to come into the same place by sea. Instead of leaving from the International Cruise Terminal at Circular Quay, this time we left from the new White Bay cruise terminal. This is on the western side of the Harbour Bridge, so the larger ships can't use it. We didn't have much clearance between the top of our funnels and the underside of the bridge on our way out. Before going under the bridge we passed the new developments at Barangaroo. This used to be a run-down area of old wharves and sheds, but is now parkland, walkways and high-rise apartment blocks. Like most cruises, this one had interesting things happening right from the start.
Labels: boats, cruising, Tasmania
Saturday, October 28, 2017
I Am 15 Now
It's hard to believe, but I have been with the Oldies for 15 years now. In that time I have seen lots of the world with them and traveled on lots of boats, planes and trains and have shown you lots of my favourite places via this blog. For a small bear, 15 is a significant milestone, so my birthday celebrations lasted for 3 weekends. They started 3 weekends ago at my favourite winery, Brindabella Hills. It was just after Aunty Enid's birthday (I won't tell how old she is, but it is a lot more than 15) so we had a joint celebration. The thing I love about Brindabella Hills, apart from the magnificent wine and food, is the view along the Murrumbidgee valley. The new owners are clearing a lot of the scrub and the view is superb. The next weekend the Oldies took me for High Tea at the Burberry Hotel. Here the view was over the government buildings in central Canberra. I like the tasty nibbles that come with High Tea and of course good Champagne really makes it special. Then last weekend we joined Big Bros Trent and Nathan for lunch at a new winery they had "discovered". It is called Contentious Character and is on the other side of Canberra to Brindabella Hills. The view here is open woodland and acres of vines. The food is good and the wines are also. Canberra has many wineries surrounding it. Some are good, some are just so-so, but Brindabella Hills and Contentious Character are truly worth the visit - and they both take good care of visiting small bears with a taste for the product of the vines.
Labels: Canberra, family
Friday, October 20, 2017
Beware the Guards
Here are two of the most embarrassing moments of my stay in Perth. In the foyer of Crown Towers there are two things that look like huge slabs of gold. I was trying to get a scrap of material off this one so that I could test it and see if it was real or not when I was grabbed and taken outside to the lion. He didn't look very fierce and wasn't moving at all so I thought he would be friendly. No way! As soon as I was feeling like he might be a new friend he moved like the Flash and quick as a wink I was in his mouth. Fortunately, the Oldies were nearby and Dad snatched me out of the mouth before the jaws closed. I still don't know if that's really gold in the foyer. Mum just laughs when I ask her and wants to know how I was planning on taking it home if it was real.
Labels: Perth, Western Australia
Thursday, October 12, 2017
A Shorter Lighthouse
Here's a lighthouse that is a bit different. Instead of being built on a clifftop or near the bank of an estuary, it is on the top of a 100m high hill 500m from the ocean. The lighthouse is only 20m tall, much easier for visitors to climb the stairs for the view from the balcony. It is the Cape Naturaliste lighthouse in Western Australia. It was built in 1904 and went into service the next year. It is built from limestone which was quarried nearby. It is one of the few lighthouses that still use their original Fresnel lens. I like these lenses because they are a clever way of making a big lens that is much lighter and flatter than a conventional lens. If you get the chance to look closely at a lighthouse lens you will see that is a lens that has several steps ground into it, sort of folding the lens into itself. Fresnel lenses were actually originally invented for lighthouses. Mum still aims to get to every accessible lighthouse in Australia, including historic lighthouse ruins and ones that have been deactivated and moved into museums . This was number 91.
Labels: lighthouse, Western Australia
Tuesday, October 03, 2017
One of the favourite beach suburbs of Perth is Cottesloe. As you can see from the first photo, it is just north of Fremantle. This photo was taken from a headland at the southern end of the long sandy strip of the beach. On the headland I noticed a strange-looking structure and headed down a convenient path to see what it was. If I had been tall enough to read the signpost at the start of the path I would have seen that this is the Cottesloe Bicentenary Sundial. It is very different to the small garden sundials you often see. It is actually two sundials, a morning one and an afternoon one. The big limestone ramps are gnomons, which throw their shadow onto the curved brass strips. These strips are engraved with time markers. The curvy markings show the difference needed to correct the time shown by the shadow to Western Australian Standard Time, which is set at Kalgoorlie, 4.3 degrees east of Cottesloe (click on the photo for a larger view). We were there at 3:17 pm and the sundial and Dad's watch agreed on the time. This sundial is similar to the giant 18th century ones at Jaipur in India. The beach? Well, it's not bad, but in my opinion we have much better ones in the eastern states.
Labels: astronomy, beach, Western Australia
Thursday, September 21, 2017
Our cruise up the Swan River took us to Sandalford winery. As you can see from the photo of their award wall, this is one of the best-rated wineries in Australia. Our only problem was that we arrived soaking wet from the trip between the wharf and the winery. A large golf buggy was there to take us, but it had no side curtains and we got soaked anyway. Fortunately, there was a fire going in one of the dining rooms and we were able to steam ourselves dry. Near the fireplace were 2 large candle stands. These looked like something out of Frankenstein's castle as the melted candle wax had been allowed to drip down and form fascinating patterns as it solidified. Before lunch was served we had a lesson in the art of wine tasting. There were 6 samples and the idea was to test and rank them. Mum did OK, but Dad's idea of wine tasting is to raise the glass and gulp the contents. Actually, Sandalford wines are pretty good. There is, of course, a large cellar door shop and we left loaded down with wine "gadgets", presents for family and friends. Is the Sandalford cruise worth it? Too right, even in bad weather.
Labels: Perth, Western Australia
Friday, September 15, 2017
Swanning Up To Sandalford
During our stay in Perth we took a cruise up the Swan River to Sandalford winery. Our boat was Captain Cook Cruises' "River Lady". Like nearly all the vessels that go upriver from Perth, she is built low to fit under some of the bridges. In fact, at a really high tide there is one bridge that she has to wait at for the river level to drop. The weather on the day of our cruise was terrible - heavy rain and gusty strong winds. The map tells the story, Perth is right under the densest part. The weather system stayed pretty much the same all day. Anyhow, I had fun. The captain was a lady named Catherine. I called her Cap'n Cat and she let he help drive. I worked the throttles while we were clearing the dock, and did a lot of the steering when we were on our way upriver. How does a small bear steer when the wheel is so big that I can't reach all the handles? I just jump on the appropriate handle of the wheel until the boat is aimed in the right direction. As this was a winery cruise, we had wine tasting on the way. I managed to get a small taste of Mum's samples; 4 whites and 4 reds. I think whites are much nicer, but reckon that the ones from Marlborough in New Zealand are the best. Mind you, we tasted some really good wines later during our road trip in the Margaret River region south of Perth. We met some wonderful cheeses as well. One was so good that the Oldies bought a Kilogram back with them; it didn't last long. If you have a free day in Perth, this winery cruise is well worth doing, regardless of the weather.
Labels: boats, cruising, Perth, Western Australia
Wednesday, September 06, 2017
A Light Between Two Oceans
Cape Leeuwin lighthouse is on a headland that is near the spot where two oceans meet. To the right is the Indian Ocean and to the left is the Southern Ocean. Now I should mention that geographical nit-pickers will claim that the Southern Ocean is only south of 60 degrees latitude and the cape is only at 34 degrees. But there is only ocean south of this point until you hit Antarctica, so as far as most Aussies are concerned this is indeed the meeting of the two oceans. I reckon that I could see the churned-up area of ocean where the currents of the Indian and Southern were meeting and causing bigger, rougher waves. In fact, some ships have been badly damaged or sunk by sudden gigantic rogue waves in the ocean to the south. The cape is named after the Dutch ship Leeuwin (Lioness) which was the first European ship to map this area of coast in 1622. The lighthouse is built of local stone and was built in just 1 year. It has been in operation since 1896. There has not been a shipwreck on the cape since then.
Labels: lighthouse, Western Australia
Well, another long break between posts due to family troubles. Mum has had a rough couple of weeks and I have been busy being nurse and comforter. 14 days ago Dad foolishly left a box in the doorway and Mum tripped on it and really banged up her leg. The bruises and swelling have still not completely gone. That is bad enough, but yesterday she was due to have a thing called a cattyrack (Bart means cataract
- Dad) removed from her eye. Naturally she wasn't going to let a small thing like a bunged-up leg stop her so she went ahead with the surgery; I am not sure if that rates as bravery or stubbornness. Anyhow, she saw the surgeon today, the eye shield came off, the surgery was successful and she can now see properly out of both eyes again. Here's a photo of her just after coming out of surgery and one of her just after arriving home. I kept her company and wore an eye patch for the rest of the time just to make her feel a bit better.
Tuesday, August 22, 2017
One of the places we visited in Western Australia was Cape Leeuwin. This is the most south-westerly point on mainland Australia, and has a magnificent lighthouse on it. It is the tallest mainland lighthouse in Australia and has been in service since 1895. Before you can get to the lighthouse you have to pass its fierce guardian, the Moorine Marauder. This pirate cow is complete with eye patch, rum keg, hook replacing a hoof (presumably lost in previous fighting), telescope and parrot. She keeps a sharp eye on all visitors coming up the path from the car park. She is one of the multitude of pieces of cow art made for the international cow parade in 2010, and is probably the only one remaining in her original location. I quickly made friends with her. She let us pass but would not let me sample her rum. More of the lighthouse next post.
Labels: animals, lighthouse, Western Australia
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
Occasionally I see a sign that worries me a bit, or makes me chuckle. Here's a couple of them. The first one was spotted near a Canberra petrol station. Just across the road is an empty paddock that sometimes has cows put in to keep the grass down. The truck parked here on this occasion must surely worry any cow that can read. You would expect them to be really anxious about their fate. Given the relaxed attitude of the cows near the truck, I guess that none of them can actually read. The second photo is of a seagull perched on a car in the parking area near one of the lighthouses we saw on our WA trip (photos soon). The car is a hire car from the "No Birds" company. Now either the seagull can't read or it is being deliberately disobedient. From my observations of seagulls and their behaviour, I strongly suspect that disobedience is the case.
Friday, August 11, 2017
Back From WA
As some of you noticed, I have been away for a couple of weeks; thanks for your emails asking if I was OK. Nothing bad had happened, I was in Western Australia. The Oldies decided to see a bit of Australia that was new to them, the south-western bit of WA. Naturally, this corner of the continent has many wineries and some lighthouses. That seems to be the way that the Oldies plan itineraries these days. It takes 4 hours to fly to Perth (I used to call it Perf when I was younger) so the Oldies decided to use all our frequent flyer points and go business class. We had great flights over and back in this aeroplane. For a couple of days at the start and end of the trip we stayed at Crown Towers in Perth. Big brother Trent managed to get us a special deal there and we stayed on the second floor from the top. We had great views over the city, but the weather turned bad for most of our stay and I couldn't try out the pools; I guess Mum wouldn't let me anyhow, she has this thing about me getting wet. Despite the rain and wind, we saw 3 amazing lighthouses and visited some superb wineries.
Labels: aircraft, Perth, Western Australia
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Hobart Boat Festival
The day before we left Hobart to fly back home boats began arriving for the Wooden Boat Festival. This is a 4 day festival celebrating Australia's rich maritime heritage and is usually the biggest exhibition of wooden boats of all sizes in the southern hemisphere. Unfortunately, we only saw the very first arrivals. Constitution dock had the usual metal boats moved out and wooden ones began moving in. Here's are some of them. I think that the white steam yacht looks like it was built just for small bears to own; the current owner didn't agree. The dock was slowly filling with sailboats ranging from small sailing canoes to fairly large ships. The car parks were filling with beautifully built small craft, some still under construction. From the top floor of our hotel, right across the road from the docks, I could watch boats coming up the Derwent estuary right into the docks, so a lot of my last afternoon in Hobart was spent at the window there. If the Oldies take me back to Tassie I will try to get them to stay while the festival is on. I love boats.
Labels: boats, Tasmania
Wednesday, July 05, 2017
The Road to Queenstown
One of the longest drives we did in Tasmania was from Hobart across to Strahan on the west coast. The road passes through some spectacular wild scenery, but none more spectacular than the drop down into Queenstown. The town is in a valley on the western slope of Mt Owen and since the early 1880s it has been a mining town. The area around Mt Owen and Mt Lyell was one of the most mineral-rich areas of Australia. The first mining was for gold, then copper became the main export. A railway was built between Queenstown and Strahan to carry the metals to ships at Macquarie Harbour. The railway still operates as a tourist railway, but we didn't have time to do that trip. The last 15 Km of the road into Queenstown takes you from open forest and rocky hills into a narrow, winding pass between the bare, eroded remains of old mines, mullock heaps and hills that have been stripped back to bare rock and discoloured by fumes from the old smelters. All of the original forest was felled and used to fire the smelters, so any soil has long since been washed away. Today the smelters are no longer operational and mineral concentrates from the mines are shipped to India for final processing. Vegetation is starting to grow again on the hillsides, but the spectacle of these stark multi-coloured hills is something that this small bear will remember for a long time. It is a bit like I imagine the Moon's surface might look. I will also remember just how carefully Mum drove down this bit of road. Queenstown is much smaller than it was in the heyday of the mining boom but, given the unexplored area of Tassie wilderness, there is always a chance of new workable mineral deposits being discovered nearby and maybe the town will boom again.