65th Birthday Party Celebrations.

I had a lovely 65th Birthday celebrations this last weekend.  Out for dinner to the Rosevears Hotel, and then lunch at home on the Sunday to continue celebrating with family.

Party balloons.

Really nice glass of red.

Happy Birthday to me.

Richard taking a sip of his cider at the Rosevears Hotel.

Yummy Oyster Kilpatrick to share.

We both ordered the Crumbed Scallops.

My beautiful bouquet of roses.

Sunrise through the rain spotted window.

Rosella on the fence.

Taking a drink at the bird bath.

The fountain was hiding behind the bird.

Bird bath fountain for my birthday.

Yummy birthday cakes.

Hamper from Alps and Amici.

Red letter box.

OMG we laughed about that one.

Swans swimming past.

Gorgeous pink snow clouds at sunset.

Not quite a full moon.

Bright orange as it is just rising.

Thank you to everyone who phoned, sent messages, and/or

came to help me celebrate my birthday.  I had a lovely time.

Breakfast catch up at Samuel Pepys

We had a lovely catch up with Sue and Andy, Crystal and Gerrard at Samuel Pepys this morning.  It was foggy when we left home, and back home nearly 12 noon it's still foggy as.  You can't expect much more for the middle of winter.  It could have been worse.  At least it wasn't raining.💧💧💦

Going down Muddy Creek hill near Legana.

It was foggy all the way into Launceston.

Great to catch up with those who could make breakfast.

Mid conversation.

Yummy Smashed Avocado.

And cappuccino.

👀Still foggy on the way home with the sun trying to shine.👀

Lunch at Mole Creek

We couldn't have chosen a better day, weather wise, for a Spyder ride to Mole Creek.  The Sun was shining, and there was a cool crispness in the air.  The Mole Creek Pub is the perfect place to warm up with a really nice hot meal for lunch.

Richard all ready to go.

Meeting up in Exeter.

Off we go.

Silhouettes in the sunshine.

Riding through Westbury.

Regrouping to head to Molecreek. 

Frost on the ground at the Tassie Devil sanctuary.

The Mole Creek Hotel.

Heading in for a meal.

We parked in the sunshine.

Gorgeous picture in the Mole Creek Hotel.

Some of our Spyder Rider group.

From the other end of the table.

We took the scenic way home through Meander.

The views are magic.

Riding through Deloraine.

Gary lead the group today.

Gary heading home.

And then there was one.

Heading home via Birralee.

Another great catch up with the Spyder Riders.

Time to head home.

It was time to say goodbye to Port Arthur and start our journey home.  We had accommodation organised to stay in Swansea for one night before going home.  The day we were meant to leave Swansea was the most terrible storm, and it was cold and windy with torrential rain, so we stayed put for another night.  The next day was sunny and cold, but no wind or rain.  Perfect to head home.

Sign post along the way.

We didn't stop at Eaglehawk Neck as the Tasman Arch, 

Devil's Kitchen and Blowhole

are closed for renovations to the walking tracks.

We detoured to the Blue Lagoon to buy some oysters.

That's dinner all organised.

LOL.  Women's apparel on the fence.

Prosser River Reservoir.

Prosser River.

View of Maria Island from Orford.

Marina at Triabunna.

Lovely little coffee shop at Triabunna.

We stopped at Spiky Bridge along the way.

Spiky Bridge is a unique, convict built bridge located about 

7.5 kms south of Swansea.  Constructed around 1843, it is

 famous for its mortarless fieldstone design and jagged 

vertical stones, offering a quirky historical stop. 

Comfy bed in our cabin in Swansea.

Views from the beach at Swansea.

We went to Morris General Store (IGA) in Swansea for some supplies.

We had Oysters Kilpatrick for dinner.

We didn't do much the next day due to the weather.

I didn't take any photos.

We left Swansea on a nice sunny day and stopped at the Oyster Shack at Dolphin Sands.

A view of the Hazards from Dolphin Sands.

It was a cold slow trip home due to the icy wet roads.

A view along the way.

The Kalangadoo Store along the Lake Leak Road.

The silhouette just out of Perth.

Over the bridge at the Cataract Gorge heading home.

We had a lovely time away.  If we go away in winter again

I think we might take the car instead.  However, 

travelling on the Spyder was a real adventure.