It's getting to me

Today I found my first grey hair. I don't think there's any more to say.

Counting down....

Last weekend I knocked over the last thing I had on my WA to do list, and went and saw some of the caves in Margaret River. I was a bit skeptical when reading the brochure, but truly my breath was taken (good news though, I got it back :) ). The formations were incredible, and I spent the whole time fighting the urge to break off a stalactite to take home with me (don't look at me like that, I didn't touch them).

Here's a picture of Lake Cave. After the column just right of centre was formed the ground beneath was eaten away, leaving 3 t of calcium carbonate suspended above the water level. Apparently strong enough to hold three teenage boys.

So now there's only more packing and organising, the work farewell and then it's off to the Landor races!

Hurting all over

Significant progress was made this weekend. With great fortitude, I managed to put aside two whole boxes of books to discard, leaving a mere 25 boxes to send to Mum and Dad's in Tassie for storage. Even more amazingly, I think I can get the books I'm taking with me to the UK down to just one box.

Then I went horseriding, which managed to find those last few muscles that weren't already aching from the packing. An hour in the spa almost helped!