28^th December 2010 Sullivan’s Cove

We got to Hobart at about 6pm after slowly making our way back from Swansea. Via a message on Gail’s answering machine we were reminded that the yachts from the Sydney to Hobart yacht race were due in sometime that day. We wandered down to Sullivan’s cove half heartedly, thinking wistfully of bed.

There wasn’t much activity and no outrageously tall masts in the harbour – the yachts hadn’t arrived. The word was that they were expected around midnight. We started to make our way down to Salamanca for dinner when there was an announcement over loud speakers telling us that the lead yacht – Wild Oats – was now expected to arrive by 9pm. Then shortly another announcement with a revised time of 8:30pm. This was too good; it was now 7:30pm and not many people around. We bought fish and chips and sat on the end of the jetty that Wild Oats would have to pass by within metres.

The arrival of Wild Oats was announced by an accompanying helicopter then a fleet of cruisers surrounding the monstrous yacht like little ants attacking an injured grasshopper.

One of the facts that an official was spouting over the public address system is the height of the mast on Wild Oats – 45m – over 10 stories high.

On our way home I was musing on what it would have been like at the other end of the race in Sydney; we would have been lucky to get a glimpse of anything other than the tall mast in the distance over the heads of the enormous crowds.

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12th December 2010 Wellington Park

We were sitting for lunch on some ledge overlooking Hobart and the Huon Valley when this Currawong turned up hopeful for a feed.

Currawongs always make me laugh; they make comical sounds and leap about like Zulus and seem to crash through trees when they are flying. When they do stand still they have an unfathomable look like an emu.

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12th December 2010, Mt Wellington

This is actually on the upper Hobart Rivulet. I accessed it from within Wellington Park, but apparently it can be accessed by a nearby road.

I was on a club walk and managed to get in two shots; that is change lenses, set up tripod, postion, fart around, take the shots, pack up, run up a steep hill to catch up with the other walkers who decided against walking down.

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28th November 2010, Nth Hobart

Roey the cat, is Gail’s cat. He sleeps and meows and dribbles and demands attention and Gail makes fun of his middle age paunch.

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19th November 2010 Nth Hobart

I started off trying to take photos of the lips in this picture; they are so good. My photos did not do them justice though.

This is another picture from the exhibition of student art work displayed at The Friends’ School in North Hobart.

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19th November 2010 Nth Hobart

The Friends’ School in North Hobart hosted an exhibition of students’ art work; this is a shot of part of an artwork. I thought it looked like an anime character.

The photo is taken on an angle, close up, with only a narrow strip in focus.

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19th November 2010 North Hobart

A couple more shots from the exhibition hosted at The Friends’ School.

Inspired by the amazing art and good wine I was in a creative frenzy snapping shots randomly at everything. Wiebke’s infectious giggling and laughing did nothing to curb my enthusiasm.

I was surprised in the cold light of a sober and later day to see that some of the shots looked OK

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