Exploring the Brisbane River valley
1 August 10
After waking up in a beautiful village like Toogoolawah, we admired the sunrise before taking our family for a short walk to the showgrounds. There were cattle penned at the showgrounds, and we peeked into some empty stables before making our way back to the Schneider’s house.
One of the errands Woodoo wanted to do in Brisbane was to get a little puppy. He had specifically been looking for a toy poodle (just like Ran & Sue’s dog Bonnie), but while we were visiting the Schneiders, we learned that a neighbour had some little Maltese-cross puppies available.
We all walked down to have a look at the puppies. And, of course, who can resist little cuties. (Beware — if you don’t want to come home with a puppy, never go and have a look at them!)
We stopped at a park area next to the Brisbane River before it flowed into the Somerset Dam. It was a beautiful, bright day, perfect for canoeing.
When David came back, I embarked in the canoe with Aisha sitting in the prow. However, we didn’t get more than two metres from the shoreline before I tipped the canoe, spilling myself out into the chilly Brisbane River. When I surfaced, the canoe had righted itself and Aisha was still sitting in it, gripping the sides of the canoe and screaming in a shrill voice. I burst out laughing although I was very cold from the water, and on the banks, David was laughing too. Aisha couldn’t stop screaming — from fright and from the cold.
We pulled ourselves out of the river, turned the canoe over to empty it of water, and Aisha and I headed up to the truck to find new clothes. (I wouldn’t have gone in again, but David insisted that this was a challenge that needed to be met head-on in order to teach Aisha a valuable lesson in persistence. I think I needed to learn that lesson too!)
It was lovely to paddle the river slowly, looking at flowering lilypads and tiny fish and chasing a black swan. The current wasn’t very strong, and I managed to take all three girls for a tour of the river, as well as a Korean worker who was on a day-trip to the area.
We had only been away for one night, but it was good to get back. There’s no place like home!