Braidwood

 Last weekend I took a few days away from my regular life to go to Braidwood. Or it's probably more realistic to say I went to Braidwood to get away from the stresses of life.

Braidwood is a heritage listed town on the "wool road", the road from Goulburn sheep country to the ports of the coast.

The photos are out of order. Oh well.....

Pear and ginger cake at Majors Creek Hotel. What a surprise that place was.

St Bede's Catholic Church Braidwood. I took the photo for a good friend who informed me his mother's family largely financed the church. That massive bell pulled up the mountain on a bullock cart.

Fruit toast with ricotta for breaky at Casanova's sourdough cafe/ bakery.

There was a whole shop full of jewellery made from the old copper church roof. A lovely scarf pin I sadly walked away from.

The sign on the shack says "The Old Butchery"

The starkness of the old dunnies out the back amused me

I stopped off at Wollongong Harbour for donuts but the picture was inspired by the row of boats

I stopped again in Wollongong on the way home. Sally the one eyed geriatric hitched a lift to my place. She has made herself at home.

The dining room of Majors Creek Hotel. Just a delight.

I chatted with the owner. She's proud as punch to be making something remarkable of this run down old pub. The ceiling h ad to be fully restored and the whole place has been re-stumped. Not for the faint hearted.

It's a pity the light was behind this but there was no other way to photograph the lovely window of this take away shop.

I knew the local Vinnies would be worth a look and I got this great coat. Unfortunately by that time I'd already got wet. The weather didn't bother me too much but it was a brutal cold snap. People were being asked to rescue parrots too cold to fly and I'm sure there were livestock deaths.

 

I came home feeling quite a lot lighter.