This miscreant would turn up as soon as we opened the blinds and the door onto the balcony.

mr tog and I spent the morning chasing up last minute Xmas requirements while Nana kept an eye on the kids. It was a grey day, and we were rather tired after the previous day’s trip to Port Arthur, so a rest day seemed the way to go. We thought that we would save a trip to the top of Mount Wellington until Xmas arvo, as it was forecast fine, but then the sky cleared in the early arvo and we thought – right, let’s go!

The view was exquisite, in bright sunlight too.

But the sunlight didn’t last. Ten minutes later, we were astonished by some light snowflakes. We just enjoyed it for a while, then noticed that the flakes were becoming icy, not so much sleet as sago snow((Sago snow: (sago from the graininess of the snow) Snow which falls as very small, round, hard balls, sometimes with a fluffy exterior. [cite] ~tigtog)), and thick cloud was obscuring the view. We headed back to the cars, and by the time we got there this is all we could see of the lookout points:

We drove down the mountain through swirling snow:

By the time we were five hundred metres below the summit, the sky was clear again.

We headed back to the flat to wrap presents and eat oysters, and later watched this lovely moonrise.

All in all a most varied and satisfactory day.

Categories: arts & entertainment

Tags: photography, travel