Disclaimer: I apologise for the lack of symmetry in the photos. I am struggling with the new shit blogger format that has forced on me.
Another perfect day in paradise. Again, I woke early enough for a bike ride but stayed in bed. This is most unlike me, but the room is just so cold it's easier to roll over. The bed room is in the back of the house and gets very little actual sunshine. I actually believe it would be warmer outside. And that, dear reader, is probably the only drawback of our accommodation. If lounging in bed rather than exercising can be considered a draw back.
The wind that arrived yesterday is still with us, but it removed the cloud to once again reveal a placid blue ocean and a picture perfect view from the verandah. There is not a lot on the agenda today, but I'm sure it will take the whole day to complete it.
As has become the routine, we lingered over breakfast. Nothing flash just tea and toast, as they say in the classics. Eventually, we roused ourselves to walk the beach to the Golf Club. The tide wasn't kind to us and hadn't retreated very far, leaving us restricted to sloping soft sand, struggling into a brisk westerly (Jayne, not so much Brad). After a brief respite at the southern end of the beach, I suggested we should walk back via the path. Jayne was most appreciative of the easier route home.
Today is St Stephen's Day, a public holiday in Budapest, where the Basilica of St Stephen is a major attraction. That got me thinking about similarities ... Similarity #5 Places of Worship. Budapest has the Basilica of St Stephen and the Great Synagogue. In my wandering over the Mollymook area I have not seen any churches, so, to Google I went. Typing in "Places of worship Mollymook" resulted in one result. Mollymook Golf Club. No dear reader, I kid you not, nor will not enter into the obvious debate, I completely recognise that golfers view their game as a religion. Given I'm not sure religion has done a whole lot for humanity, where does that leave golf?
A quick rinsing of sand from our feet and a change of clothes and it was time to explore Cupitt Estate. They are a winery, restaurant and fromargerie. What a trifecta. The food was heavenly. Pictures below. Yes, dear reader I did remember. Well, Jayne remembered, but I took the photos.
Cupitt is a little out of Mollymook on a west facing hillside with stunning views of the mountains. The Castle and Pigeon House Mountain watched as we enjoyed the fare. The food was accompanied by a carafé of their own Fiano. A most excellent wine, spice and honey with a long finish. The wait staff were all lovely and the restaurant would have been close to capacity, but service was not impeded. It would be the perfect place to have a long, lazy lunch. Provided you weren't driving.
Similarity #6: Wine. According to Lonely Planet, Hungarian wine dates back to Roman times. I hope it has been stored well. Similarly, Mollymook (OK Ulladulla) has Cupitt's Estate Winery dating way back to 2007, not quite the Roman Era. It was, briefly, a happier time, the first Rudd Era.
Post lunch, we adjourned to the cellar to taste some more wine. This was somewhat a relief because there was a larger party in the restaurant who were obviously imbibing their way through the current pandemic and two of the party dominated the entire room; he with his loud guffaws and she with her high pitched cackle. It was a pity they found so much to laugh about. Some patrons actually requested a move to another area.
A quick trip into Ulladulla for supplies saw us home, sitting, staring at the big blue pond and reading our books. Unlike our regular holidays, this is about relaxing.
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| As the sun sets behind us ... |
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