Gateway to the Blue Mountains

Day twenty-two. Glenbrook.
The main entrance to the park is through Glenbrook via Ross Street and then Bruce Road. Follow signs from Great Western Highway.

The popular swimming hole, Jellybean Pool.

A rock skip away from Causeway to Blue Pool.

Bushrangers left Ewan a late present.

A makeshift paddle works just as well.

The kayak saved us a half-hour hike back.

Parking the kayak.

Colorful parrots amidst an overcast.

A mob of gray roos in Euroka.

The grass must be extra exciting.

Roos congregate in the area at dawn and dusk.

No more than 2m from the mob.

A cobweb collects the rainfall.

Edge of Tunnel View Lookout.

This thorny plant used by Aboriginal people as a tool.

Fell head over heels for the view.

Rightfully named the Tunnel View Lookout.

Prevent children from kicking rocks off cliff.

The Cumberland Plain.

How to access a gated pathway.

Merely a few kilometers away from home.

Delicate balance at Mt. Portal Lookout.

Closed between 7 PM & 8:30 AM.

Featherdale Wildlife Park

Day twenty-one. Admission & map of Sydney's ultimate interactive wildlife experience.
A souvenir passport was given to us to have stamped throughout our visit to our favorite and the world's largest collection of Aussie native animals. We spent no more than two hours at the park, and most of the time I followed the presentations and feeding times of the animals.


Wombat World.


A cassowary near the Emu Playground.


Someone is way too excited for cones.

A wallaby in Kangaroo Country.

A handheld Python, but not pocket-size in the Reptilian Pavilion.

Protected Koala Sanctuary.

The cones were irresistible to the marsupials.

And Beverly.

Echidnas and ibis feeding under the molded termite hill at 10 AM.

The male peacock has to compensate for something.

The 4.5m salty in Crocodile territory at 10:15 AM.

Most of the experience was recorded on video. From the compound of the tasmanian devil to the darkness of the carnivorous ghost bats and the endangered and lone bilby. The dingos were not amused with my outcryish claim, "A dingo ate my baby!" Become a friend of Featherdale, visit www.featherdale.com.au and donate to the Save The Bilby Fund.

Pouring rain in Glebe.

Lunch at Badde Manors, 37 Glebe Point Rd, corner of Francis St.

Mango peach organic juice.

Toasted sandwich: Roasted pumpkin, semi-dried tomato, spinach & feta cheese on foccacia bread.

Glebe Markets on a sparsely wet Saturday.

Closing up stand and shop early.

Reg shared his favorite fishing spot in the Lower North Shore.

Mosman is the primary home to wealthy Sydneysiders.

Clowns and hippos are rubbish collectors.

First Day of 2010

Day twenty. And then there were two.
Adieu Duc. Hasta la vista Dimi. Sayanora Seda.
Depart exactly the way we arrived in NSW.


Homemade pho at Phan residence.


No one can rebute mom's cooking.


Sydney international airport.

All grown up and on his way to Boston, MA.

But security threats are funny. Not in this case.

Reverse walk from Bondi to Coogee.

Traditional antique lifeguards.

Young, hip & modern lifeguards.

Skinny swimmers should not be seen in public.

Conquering the cliffside.

A mango shake has rendered me lethargic.

And a mad dash to the dunny.

Less of a struggle to make the sunset at Coogee.