This post isn’t really suited to my UK readership, it’s just not the kind of thing you’d be interesting right now. There are lots of really interesting posts and pages on this website for you to read, I just don’t think this is one of them.
Do call back on Friday though, I’ll have something to interest you then, but for now, you may enjoy, for example, reading my post about how great the Manchester music scene is.
Okay, have they gone? Great, let’s get on with today’s post and what I did at Easter.
Easter on Suttons Beach in Redcliffe
First, I should explain. I just couldn’t do it to them. In case you didn’t know, the UK has just had their coldest Easter EVER! (Well, since records began.) The coldest place was Braemar in the Scottish Highlands with -12.5C.
Elsewhere, snow covered huge areas of the country as they experienced below freezing temperatures instead of the usual 10°C to 13°C expected for this time of the year.
Anyway, let’s get back to Suttons Beach. One of the things I like about going to Redcliffe is driving across the Houghton Highway…
When we got to the beach, it was absolutely scorchio! I reckon it must have been at least 30°C and it was only 11:15 in the morning…
If we had got there by 11 AM, we would have been able to see the Easter Bunny parachute in to land on the beach. But when we mentioned this to Elizabeth, she said “It won’t really be the Easter Bunny, it will just be a man dressed up in a rabbit suit.”
Yes, she’s getting older; anyway, that’s why we didn’t care too much about getting there in time for that event.
But we did get there just in time to see all the yachts sailing by; you might just be able to make some out on the horizon in the third of the photographs above. But here’s a closer look…
What you can actually see there is the 65th Brisbane to Gladstone Yacht Race in progress, a race that covers approximately 308 nautical miles. It is, I believe, the second biggest yacht race in Australia, the biggest being the Sydney to Hobart yacht race which covers around 600 miles.
Who won? I don’t know, but I can tell you that yacht racing isn’t much of a spectator sport. But who cares, the Festival of Sails had markets…
For any of my UK readers still reading this, you’ll be pleased to know that the weekend ended with an absolute bank holiday Monday downpour of epic proportions, but then we are used to that here in subtropical Brisbane. The good news though is that the Easter egg hunts that took place on Sunday went without a hitch, the biggest problem being to find the Easter eggs before they melted.
I hope you all had a wonderful Easter.