Crystal's trip out into the country.
October 28th 2007 21:25
Crystal
I had such a wonderful day yesterday. I just love getting out of Sydney and the City but I would never think about taking myself. So Steve was just what the doctor ordered.
Sunday morning, bright and early, Steve pulled up in his 4 wheel drive. What a monster, The wheels I mean, not Steve.
It hadn't occurred to me to bring a picnic lunch but that is what I should have done. That would have clinched the day.
There was a lovely breeze early in the morning and I wound the car window down. Steve did the same with his. I could understand why people liked sports cars, it must be sheer heaven having one's head permanently in the breeze.
Within an hour the city buildings had been left behind and we were starting to get out into the wide open spaces.
I had no idea where we were going although the original plan was to go to the coast but here there were the odd little farmlets and horses and cows and sheep and farm dogs and driveways leading to homesteads, be they new or old, and some of those places and their sheds and fences must have been there for years.
We drove through some small villages, little country towns, serviced by the train, and not a lot else. It was amazing how many people stood around talking to each other in their main streets, they just didn't seem to be in any rush at all. We could learn from that.
Steve seemed to have taken a detour as we found ourselves on a dirt road with bush on each side. We had been travelling in a comfortable silence with few words passing between us. Steve had some music playing and as he hadn't asked my opinion I was glad I had such broad musical taste and liked almost anything.
The country road
There's a look out up here, Steve said, we'll stop there and clamber around in the bush and fall over the rocks for a while if you like.
I laughed at the idea of falling all over the rocks, glad I had my jeans on, they were pretty hardy and that is just as well because I am not.
Steve got out and helped me down. I'll just stretch my legs a bit he said, will you be right there for a while. I acknowledged I would and while he went off on the run, I breathed in the sweet fresh air and surveyed this kingdom.
I could see the lookout below and could also see that it would be necessary to clamber to get there.
Steve returned quite quickly and said, I really should have stopped earlier, it doesn't pay to drive for too long without stopping and moving your limbs, I was beginning to realise that myself and started to walk up and down just near the car.
Steve got his camera out and it looked like a magnificent thing, not what I had in mind for me, at all.
He helped me over the rocks as I was slipping and sliding but Steve seemed as comfortable as a mountain goat. We stopped a bit short of the lookout as there was a strong wind blowing up from below.
I'll just take some snaps he said and away he went as I watched and waited. Somehow I knew that the car and I were included. He went closer to the edge to get some good shots, it was really very scenic with lots of different trees stretching out towards the distant blue hills.
He finished snapping then came back and took me closer to the edge. I felt on top of the world.
The lookout
We clambered back and into the car and off we went again.
We'll stop for morning tea at the next little town, we're a bit late, but it's much too early for lunch. We'll probably have a late lunch so make sure you fill up now.
The little cafe was cute and its owner did everything, setting the tables, doing the cooking, chatting with people and no doubt doing the cleaning up.
She'd lived like that for years and said she was happy to keep doing it for most of the rest of her days. It was cosy inside, out of the hot sun and away from the strong wind that seemed to have sprung up.
We'll be getting some rain later, she warned, and I wondered just how she would know that.
In touch with the elements of nature, Steve provided. He seemed so different now, away from the office and away from the city. I was actually starting to enjoy his company which I had originally felt was rather dry. Perhaps he was starting to relax too.
The owner's dog came up for a pat and then off we went on our way again.
We stopped several times from then on and took our time looking around and it wasn't until 2.00 p.m. that we stopped for lunch. This was at another nice country place and we had a good old fashioned meal with some homemade desert.
We were both full and walked up and down the town and across the parks for a while, looking at the real estate and at how different the prices were from Sydney.
We saw lots of families out with their children and dogs and heard much laughter as the children ran around enjoying themselves, needing very little attention from their parents. Everything was relaxed and happy.
Then it was time to go and Steve said we'd have to concentrate on the drive home if we were to get home at a reasonable hour.
It was 8 o'clock when Steve pulled up outside my place and on my invitation he came inside for a short while before leaving, saying he had some things to do for the week ahead.
It was funny but I still knew very little about him. What I did know was that he had made no passes. I was happy about that but at the same time somewhat disappointed.
Tinkerbelle ran scatterly about and was very happy to see me. Mostly, I suspect, because she wanted to be fed. So, happily, I complied, I was really pleased with this liitle addition to my family, I felt now that it was no longer only, just me.
I'd have to think about getting a dog. I didn't want it to be just Tinkerbelle and me for the rest of my life.
I was happy but I longed for a steady male companion. Someone who, in the old fashioned way would look after me.
I sighed, as I took myself to bed, ready for the week ahead.
Small country town
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