
Recently we took a few days out and made our way west of Sydney across the mountains past Lithgow to try our luck with the trout.
I definitely wasn't left out. I was careful to watch what Mummy was doing!

This might not look like fishing, but Terry made a great adopted grandfather for a few days.


Heather was always such fun too - even in the wind and stones.




I could hardly move, but I was warm...
The cottage we stayed at had the most amazing cubby house. It even has a bay window and a slippery-dip!
The alpacas were very friendly!
We even got in a bit of fishing - Mummy's first go at fly fishing!