Around The World In 80 Waves

I have been invited to spend a weekend up in the Blue Mountains with Adam and Rossana. It will take a few hours to drive up there from Sydney,and I will be pushing on separately so I have been given Spyda as a copilot for this trip.

As you can see he was safely harnessed and belted in for the journey. However Spyda is becoming a bit obsessed with Uncle Rob and was only interested on sitting on my knees whilst I am driving along, even if this results in near asphyxiation for him. (He is sulking here because I put him back!) Thankfully the van is an automatic and I don’t mind while we cruise along the motorway.

The journey flies by though and is doesn’t feel like long before we all arrive at their house in Mount Victoria.

I love it. It is a perfect bolt hole well out of everybody’s way and it gives me and excuse to unleash my pyromania on the open fire. I’ve got a roaring fire in minutes.

Adam and I take a tour of the surrounding area checking out all the amazing scenery in the area. Here he is posing in front of Govetts Leap. It is glorious up here in the mountains and the dogs love it too.

Once the sun goes down Adam cooks us a fantastic roast beef dinner which we enjoy with some great red wine around the fire, whilst watching the Godfather parts I and II on consecutive nights.

There was no horse’s head in my bed the following morning, but I have to admit it was a bit nippy in the van when I woke up because it was only 3C outside, and not much warmer in the van.

We take a trip to the local garden centre to stock up on firewood on the Sunday and I cant resist such an easy opportunity to get barrelled whilst there, even if it is with corrugated iron.

Getting pitted. Hell yeah!!!