Melbourne, Day 2 (for Feb. 4)
We left at 9 and began the day with a visit to the home of Barb’s daughter, Tami. We met her husband, Paul, a very nice guy with the added distinction of having been an agricultural 
exchange student at North Battleford many years ago. Her two little guys, Jacob (almost 3) and Ashton (almost 1), are cute as buttons. They are in the process of moving to larger quarters nearby. Paul has done a lot of work on the house and yard and Tami is in the process of decluttering for prospective buyers. The place looked pretty good to us, so I am sure they will do well.
From Tami’s we drove through the scenic hills north of Melbourne, had lunch at an outdoor café in Healesville, then went to the Healesville Sanctuary wild animal park. This park is set up very much like the one in Christchurch, but it is quite a bit larger. In most cases, you actually enter the enclosures where the animals are confined. This collection was entirely of Australian wildlife. Very good. The highlight was the Birds of Prey show. How do they train them to do those things? We also saw 
wombats and platypuses (platypi?) for the first time.
From Healesville, Tony drove us along one of his favourite motorcycle tours through the Great Dividing Range of high hills/small mountains. Winding, hilly roads, just like NZ! It would be a lot of fun on a motorcycle, and Tony enjoyed it in the car too. The scenery was magnificent, from hilly green farms of grazing cattle at the beginning, to mountainous rainforest further on. We stopped for a beer, and then retraced our path back to Melbourne, with another stop for a meal in a small town along the way. You can sure tell that the motorcyclists like this trip. It seemed like there were as many bikes as cars on the road and the eating and drinking establishments we saw had biking posters and other features to attract that crowd. Unfortunately, some of these people drive faster than their skills permit, and we saw two places within one kilometer where people had wiped out and were being attended to by ambulances.
We finally made it back after 9 and were in bed not too long after.
exchange student at North Battleford many years ago. Her two little guys, Jacob (almost 3) and Ashton (almost 1), are cute as buttons. They are in the process of moving to larger quarters nearby. Paul has done a lot of work on the house and yard and Tami is in the process of decluttering for prospective buyers. The place looked pretty good to us, so I am sure they will do well.
From Tami’s we drove through the scenic hills north of Melbourne, had lunch at an outdoor café in Healesville, then went to the Healesville Sanctuary wild animal park. This park is set up very much like the one in Christchurch, but it is quite a bit larger. In most cases, you actually enter the enclosures where the animals are confined. This collection was entirely of Australian wildlife. Very good. The highlight was the Birds of Prey show. How do they train them to do those things? We also saw 
wombats and platypuses (platypi?) for the first time.From Healesville, Tony drove us along one of his favourite motorcycle tours through the Great Dividing Range of high hills/small mountains. Winding, hilly roads, just like NZ! It would be a lot of fun on a motorcycle, and Tony enjoyed it in the car too. The scenery was magnificent, from hilly green farms of grazing cattle at the beginning, to mountainous rainforest further on. We stopped for a beer, and then retraced our path back to Melbourne, with another stop for a meal in a small town along the way. You can sure tell that the motorcyclists like this trip. It seemed like there were as many bikes as cars on the road and the eating and drinking establishments we saw had biking posters and other features to attract that crowd. Unfortunately, some of these people drive faster than their skills permit, and we saw two places within one kilometer where people had wiped out and were being attended to by ambulances.
We finally made it back after 9 and were in bed not too long after.
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