Hope the hour of sleep you’ve lost hasn’t hit you too hard. We actually gain an hour as we Fall Back in a few weeks time. Since I’ll Fall Back again in Canadian Autumn, its almost like gaining an extra hour of my life? How neat is that?
This morning Josie picked us up bright and early to head out to Cremorne to spend a day with her family at their beach shack. With only a half hour drive outside the city, we found ourselves in beautiful countryside, surrounded by the Pacific Ocean and farmland.
At first it didn’t seem like it was going to be much of a beach day, as it was pretty mauzy. After meeting Josie’s parents, we headed down to the beach to check it out. Cremorne is home to three separate beaches, one main one, one on the channel, and one that’s more for just walking along. I had gone back through my old photos to show off a picture of the beach in Elliston, and funniliy enough, you’ll see a resemblance to the one here. We ran out into the water, and lo and behold, it was almost as warm as Florida last April! I spent some time walking along up to my knees, before we went to explore along the channel. The channel is how recreational boaters access the bay, and doesn’t have many waves. What it does have, it little sea crabs by the hundreds! Josie explained how they burrow down in these little pinkie sized holes in the sand. We could actually hear their little claws clacking as we paused in the peaceful silence. We also seen two. Basically small grey-sandy coloured crabs, which was a little disappointing because I was expecting more of a hermit crab sort of thing. Still neat though!
We then headed back for morning tea. I will never adjust to not having morning tea in my life when I come home. Today this meant coffee (served as a flat white of course- made at home=impressive) and hot cross buns.
By the time we finished morning tea, the sun was started to burn off the clouds and mist. We sunscreened up with some good old waterproof SPF 60, and headed back to the beach! I got to swim in the ocean! Yay! I didn’t want out get out, it was very relaxing, however after a while I got out to do some studying and dry off before our barbie lunch.
Barbie lunch consisted of LOCAL EVERYTHING. And by local, I mean from the garden 10 m from the table. IT WAS WICKED. There was burgers (which everyone has on a slice of bread here, I am yet to see someone eat a hamburger bun), lamb, tomato and bean salad, potato salad and garden salad. Dessert was a beautiful bowl of fresh blueberries, grapes, watermelon and apples, as well as caramel slices (which are like a caramel five star bar).
Overall it was an amazing day. Minus the part where I missed one small section with sunscreen, and lets just say its burned to bits, lol. We got to learn about the opium industry here in Tasmania, as Josie’s dad was also a pharmacist, and he worked with the Drug Regulatory Board before he retired. Apparently almost 45% of the world’s opium based pharmaceuticals come from poppies grown right here on Tasmania. I actually thought it all came from Afghanistan. Yet they actually don’t have a problem with abused heroin here (as I learned from my time at ADS, its mostly diverted prescription drugs. Side note: grannies here sell their Rxs to supplement their pensions. So they routinely drug test all patients receiving prescription opioids, no matter age. Now doesn’t that one break your heart a bit?) They have a special harvesting method which is apparently more efficient than what is used in India, and its been this way since GSK invested in it in the 1960s. Apparently back in the heyday, they employed more PhD grads than the university, who specialized in formulating made to order opioids for clinical drug trials. Today they also grow the poppy species which makes oxycodone, and they also use the naturally harvested morphine to synthesize codeine. The raw product is then transported as pellets to pharmaceutical companies around Sydney for processing into the final product. They are also experimenting with crops in Southern Australia, as the Tasmanian weather can be unpredictable, which in the worst case scenario of a poor crop year, could lead to drug shortages and back orders.
I apologize for all of the bracketed tangents, however I was just too excited to tell you all the interesting things. Tomorrow we are adventuring with Eddie out to the Huon Valley for a food, wine, arts, crafts, music sort of thing called Taste of the Huon. Back to the books for now!