Tess and Dan, our weekend visitors, flew in to Launceston at 10PM on Friday night. It's only 120km to Weldborough but the journey on the twisty mountain roads takes about two hours, longer in bad weather and Friday night was awful with fog and heavy rain. It was well after midnight when we arrived back at the cottage. Poor weather continued for the entire weekend but we still managed to get out and about. Our visitors tried their hand at archery and the archer's equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack, find the arrow in the blackberries. They also demonstrated their skipping skills. We had a pleasant dinner at the hotel where one of the locals told us of his struggles while lost in the bush for most of the afternoon. "I'm not going bushwalking for a while," he said. To which a farmer replied, "Good idea, you're obviously not very good at it!" The visit was all over much too quickly as two tired travellers boarded their Monday morning flight and commuted to work in Melbourne.
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