On A Boat

Yesterday we went on a cruise through Newcastle Harbour and up the Hunter River toward Raymond Terrace. This was our boat:

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I’d never been on the harbour, not even on a ferry, so this was quite a new experience. I learned for instance that Newcastle exports 148 million tonnes a year, 142 million of which is coal. A further half a million tonnes is wood chips that are sent to Japan to make high-quality photographic paper. Yes this blog can be educational πŸ™‚

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That’s Stockton bridge, which marks the end of the Harbour and the start of the river. Do you see the silhouettes in the foreground? Here’s a better photo:

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Yes, we saw dolphins! Bottlenose to be specific, apparently following a school of mullet. There were maybe half a dozen in total.

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That’s Hexham bridge, about half way up the Hunter to Raymond Terrace. It’s a lift bridge, and it had to raise to let us through.

It took over two hours to get to our destination, and after a delicious lunch (and a pokey flutter) we reboarded for the return trip.

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That’s a shot of some origami boats that dad, Bernard and I made on the return trip. The folds are the same, but the paper size differed. The tiniest one was made from a sheet less than a centimeter on a side.

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The above was my entrant in a photo contest judged by my parents. They deemed Bernard’s shot the winner, which shows they simply don’t appreciate fine art.

I very much enjoyed the cruise, and I’m glad we did it. The same company does similar cruises including whale watches, and were I here at the right time I’d certainly take one.

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In the afternoon Bernard and I went to the beach for some – you guessed it – long exposure photography!

We saw a hang glider circling low above the beach…

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And watched him land right on the sand:

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While Bernard was taking his snaps I watched a guy in what looked like military fatigues and wielding a speargun disappear into the surf:

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I also met a talkative kiwi who was obsessively searching for octopi in the rock pools. She lived in one of the apartment buildings adjacent to the beach and told me about the dolphins and whales she frequently saw from her balcony. I was jealous πŸ™‚

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At night we played cards using new scoring rules, which resulted in wacky strategies and a lot of laughs.

It was a good final day in Newcastle.

The Beginning Of The End

Yesterday, in the morning, I visited Kirsten again, and her mum joined us. This was special since she was my math teacher in high school! Many funny and nostalgic stories were shared πŸ™‚

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I couldn’t stay for long since I had an important obligation: the horses! Yes my friends, the gambling continued with yet another track meet, this time at the Broadmeadow racecourse just a hop and skip from mum and dads.

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Bernard and I both managed to bet on losing horses in the first and second race. One of them only ran slightly better than another horse who’s jockey had fallen off!

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Following these two losses, I then did some brainstorming and developed a sure-fire winning technique! At this point, the money started rolling in…

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In a nutshell, here’s the method:
1) Pick 2 horses with middle-of-the-field place odds (not win, place)
2) Ensure the odds are better than 3 times bet
3) Bet equal amounts on each for a place
4) Become filthy rich

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Using the above technique, I was able to exit the racecourse almost $6 richer than when I entered! While this wouldn’t have covered the cost of a beer had I bought one, it did mean that I was still +$2 even after buying a Lift πŸ˜‰

Two races deserve special mention. In race 6, an 1850 meter run, there was a horse named:

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Obviously, I had to ignore my own system and bet on it for the win!

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Despite leading – by 3 lengths! – for about 99% of the race…. Shen Long didn’t even place!

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Dad had joined us for the above race, and the last one as well. In that race was a horse called ‘Al’s Pride’ ridden by a jockey with a name suspiciously close to Schmitz. Both dad and Bernard bet big on it…. and won nothing!

Me, I followed my system and walked off with $4.55 on a $0.50 bet on ‘Beaveroo’ to place πŸ˜‰

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So Bernard’s lucky streak of gambling seemingly came to an end yesterday. But we haven’t yet forgotten his luckiest day two years ago was the last of the trip…

Have You Seen?

Yesterday I went for a walk.

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Then we went to the mall and saw Smaug.

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Then had lunch.

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Then went home, rested, and had dinner.

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Then went to bed πŸ™‚