Saturday 28 September we hoped to have great views of the iconic
Glasshouse Mountains. Atmospheric perhaps describes how we saw them; these peaks looked impressive and we took many photos.
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| Mt. Coonowrin |
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| Several of the eleven peaks of the Glasshouse Mountains |
Mum and I were keen to climb
Mt Beerburrum, but Ros was on a tight schedule and would not believe that we could be sufficiently flight of foot. We were delivered to Greg and Anne, holidaying on Bribie Island, and Ros soon left to reach her central Brisbane accommodation before roads were closed for the Riverfire Festival, and prepare for the next few days at a teaching conference.
The day was warming up so after a sausage sizzle lunch we headed for a walk along the beach. Dinner was at a highly recommended seafood restaurant overlooking the water. After a beautiful sunset some of the Brisbane fireworks lit the southern sky.
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| A beach on Bribie with guard dog Shasta the schnauser |
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| The Glasshouse Mountains play peek-a-boo behind the bridge to Bribie |
It was about a decade since we had last seen the family when they lived in Eastbourne, so it was lovely to have time together and eventually coax Madeline, Rhiannon and Dafydd to play some music on violin, trumpet and keyboard respectively. We finished our tasty bbq lunch before Desi and her best travellers, Harry and Meg, arrived and we all went to explore a different beach. After a while enjoying the cool sea and attempting to get Shasta to follow us further and further in, it was time to make tracks for Dayboro.
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| That's pumpkin in Greg's tongs - yum! |
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| Time for a short swim |
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