Mount Wellington
Dad had been to Tasmania once before, but it was before I
had moved here. He had also been to the top of Mount Wellington but it had been
snowy, windy and cold the day he visited and he did not enjoy his visit there.
Today when we headed out, the weather was perfect and even though I did not
have a spare tyre (it was a public holiday and the tyre repair places would not
be open until tomorrow) I decided to take dad to the top of the mountain.
Even in good weather, the top of the mountain can be cold and windy; however,
today it was perfect. My father, who is very thin blooded after living in the
tropics for at least the last 20 years could get away with only wearing a lightweight
jumper. We wandered all over the top of the mountain taking in the view from
all sides. We thoroughly enjoyed our time up there and stayed for a couple of
hours.
The evening we spent at a good friend’s home with her family and then after dinner we all went to watch some fireworks over the river. What a perfect ending to a perfect day.
