Colours of the Land

Over the past few days I’ve travelled 2900 miles, though always via SYD so there’s been a lot of doubling back. From my window seat, one of the things I’ve noticed is how different the colour of the land is between regional centres. Having previously visited the Queensland outback, I know how orange everything is. Likewise, I know the Western Australian outback is a deep red colour. Finally I’m in New South Wales’ outback, and there’s yet another change in colours.

My first stop was at Tamworth, which I found green and hilly. Lots of trees too. Perhaps some brown too, essentially, the usual colour of land. Wagga Wagga was different, a deep yellow greeted me everywhere I looked. It was also flat as far as the eye could see. A few trees, but far more cleared land.

Coffs Harbour was the quintessential beach town. Plenty of water here, sand, green and blue. In Albury I saw a lot of forest and greens. There was a general sense things were dry, but the land wasn’t as clear and barren as say, the outback. This was more surprising given its proximity to Wagga Wagga and how it was essentially, completely different.

Cricket at the BGC

Cricket today at the Gabba was a lot of fun, despite the fact England were hopeless. As with yesterday, we had two tickets for the general seating area (though premium seats I reckon) and two in the Brisbane Gabba Club. The seats in the BGC were acquired by Colin through his reciprocal membership of the MCC, but he couldn’t join us so the second seat went to Peter today; I took it yesterday.

I was sat with Kim in the general seating area, though by lunchtime we were both in the BGC bar, and by mid-afternoon as England looked set to lose we had 7 in between 2 tickets. Not bad going, and our group really added to the crowd in the bar. Lots of laughs, lots of drinks, except for me as I was driving Peter and dad home.

The afternoon took a funny turn when talk turned to when Clarke would declare. Everyone (group of 7 – 5 Brits, 2 Aussies) had a bet, resulting in some Brits actually cheering Australia on to score more so they could win the pool. Ultimately, Kim won, choosing the highest of declarations that was a good 30 below what the declaration actually was.

Ultimately, we had dinner at the Norman again and I chose not to have the vegetarian meal again. The salmon was nicely done, so I was happy.

Towards the end of the drive home the rain came bucketing down, too late for the English.