Festive Bellerive

Every alternate Sunday two hours are devoted to my friends' Jill and Steve's Fleurieu FM radio show.  Yesterday they thoughtfully reminded 'Maggie in Bellerive' that the first of the Sydney to Hobart yachts was hurtling its way down the Tasmanian East Coast.  Ever keen to be first with the news, the Newshound and I jumped into the car for a peruse.  It was a warm and windless day in Bellerive and we cruised The Bluff with all the windows down.

a tempting proposition had my car not been fixed

another house deemed worthy of Bellerive by an Arbiter of Taste

 from The Fort we could see boats but with insignificant white sails

Bellerive Beach actually looked like an Australian beach in Summer

We returned home energised by sun, sea and happy people.  I have discovered that afternoon sunshine pours delightfully into my bedroom.  Jilly and I often spend the afternoon there reading, especially when we should be doing something else.  Seize the day.

gratuitous shot of the current view when I wake up in the morning

fairies dancing in the afternoon light

At 6pm we strolled to the beach, dogs being beach-legal at that time.  Gasp!  A Big Black Sail!

Beach people confirmed that it was the first boat in.  Later I discovered that it was Comanche.  The Newshound was insistent that we walk back along the cliffs.  What a nose for news!  Looking seawards we could just make out another Big Black Sail.

So there we have it.  Witnessed Comanche take line  honours and LawConnect come in at second place.

I have to say the past few days have been perfect.  It really feels like summer holidays.