then I remembered that I had not told of our little bike trip to Tasmania back in November, which seems a life time away.. so here is a little story in pictures ~ enjoy, from my place to yours
travelling over to the isle of Tasmania by boat. bikes had to be tied down to prevent them falling over
Tasmania is a gorgeous state of Australia. I have been told it is very much like England
looking over dutch husbands shoulder checking his speed.. but there is no need. he is a very safe rider and knows he has my life in his hands while I am on the back. I trust him. have you ever put your life into someone's hands like this?
farmhouses dot the country side.. I was so tempted to go in and ask for some milk, butter and maybe some fruitcake.. just like the Famous Five did while they were on their adventures!
me in front of a little cottage in Port Arthur dressed in my leather vest and red shoe-laces.. it is difficult to look gorgeous while on the back of the bike. you know, I really don't like my looks.. I frown too much.
Port Arthur is an historic area. the gardens are just divine. we spent a whole day there and took the Ghost tour at night - holding lanterns as we walked around with a guide.
my little note, to Laraine today said this:
la pluie imbibe dans mon âme et je commence à me sentir comme si je me noie dans l'eau [translation by Babelfish}
what I was trying to say was this:
the rain is soaking into my soul and I am beginning to feel as if i am drowning in water