I hope you've all had an interesting, relaxing and fun Easter break. I'll be visiting all my blogger buddies soon to catch up.
For the second weekend in a row we drove up to Castlemaine so that we could go to some more festival events.
Two events were on Sunday. At 4.30 we went to a guitar and violin concert in a mineshaft, yes! you read correctly! This horizontal mineshaft is near the town of Maldon, and for the concerts they line two converging shafts with a double row of folding chairs. The musicians are at the intersection - the acoustics, to say nothing of the atmosphere, are amazing! The tunnels are lit with candles, no electric lighting was used. Everyone, including the musicians, had to wear hardhats, and as it turned out, that was a good thing. I had noticed a steady "rain" of debris from the roof, until one rather large chunk dropped right onto my hardhat and made a resounding clunk!
This is the entrance to the mineshaft, and you can see the hardhats everyone had to wear.
Beforehand we did a walk of a nearby goldrush site. The path goes quite close to some scary looking shafts.
That night we went for something completely different, a burlesque show (yes another one - there seem to be a lot of naughty young ladies around these days). That was fun. We made it back to camp without hitting any kangaroos.
The weather was perfect, and I decided to stay a bit longer. The Man Who Cooks unfortunately had to go back on Monday night so he could leave on a business trip the next day, so I put him on the train back to Melbourne. He was so looking forward to it, but when the train pulled in, there were only two carriages and lots of passengers, and he had to stand for a lot of the journey. Not very good for encouraging people to take public transportation rather than drive!
Here's the Man Who Cooks in his bush kitchen. We can't have campfires yet because it's still too dry.
So I had an extra couple of days up there by myself, pottering around town, and spending lots of time reading in the quiet. Staying there alone at night might not be everyone's cup of tea, but I'm glad I proved to myself that I could still take that solitude. I hadn't stayed there on my own since the boys were little.
I 'm doing a "model" of a new book I'm working on.