Our Travel Adventures: 14th Dec, Dog days and Victoria Point, Rochedale South

Didn't sodding get up at five this morning, bugger that. Today we came round in our own time and that seems to always be around seven now. The way of life is so much different out here, the working day starts at seven and ends around four, so when I'm getting up, all the other buggers are just starting work and bloody good luck to um.

Bit of a lazy start to the day. Lin's watching TV and I'm on the net seeing if I can find a spot to fish and would you believe it?? there ain't a beach here for bleeding miles, anyway, we decide we'll chuck the dog in the UTE (Ozzie speak) and have a run down to Victoria Point, its only thirty k down the road. It all go's well, Kira's in the back and the sneaky dog's got her head out the window, waits till we draw up beside passers by, and barks like a good un. I'm sure one or two of the poor sod's sh*t themselves, bloody well made me jump.

We soon make it down to Victoria Point and the place seems more like a harbour with not a beach in sight, still we take a walk along the edge and let the dog stretch her legs, you can see she's really keen with the water and pulls a bit on the lead to get nearer, not having any luck, she finds a four inch deep puddle and belly flops down in it, Now if this dog trys to sit on Lin's lap, I'm gonna need Oxygen. (so will Lin). We can't let the dog off the lead here so we're gonna take her round the local park. Back to the UTE (more Ozzie speak) and as soon as the tailgate's down, she leaps in with the grace of a steeple chaser. The trip home was much the same as the trip going, dog's head out the window, woof, woof, smell of poo, I'm just glad I weren't waiting for a bus. At the park the dogs off the lead and loving it, as theres a lot of water here (streams and creeks) we have a job on our hands keeping her out of it, but she dose as she's told and we manage it, which is just as well cos the water don't look to great and smells a bit.

Back to the house and the pools looking great, the temp's around thirty making the water even more inviting. Cosies's on and we're in. The dogs going mad, we're in, she's not. Shame we cant let her in but the pools got a membrane lining and the owners don't want it damaged and made a point of letting us know the dogs got sharp claws. Oh well, at least she gets a good splashing, now we just go to put up with the smell of wet dog.