The rail trail was more challenging than we expected. A head wind and gradual continuous climb combined with the gravel surface that offered no rollling assistance made it hard work. But we found a good park, showered ,and my brother Tony came to collect us for dinner. It was good to catch up especially with Mila whom we had not met before. Had a sound sleep.
Had a (comparative) sleep in on Sunday, then walked into town for Mass at the cathedral - the total opposite experience of the previous week - great organ, full choir and a stimulating sermon even!Afterwards we went to see an exhibition by three female artists based on the refugee experience. It was quite moving. We planned to visit a friend and stupidly thought we could walk that far - ended up calling a taxi. Spent the afternoon with Phil Gray - a very pleasant and inspiring visit. Phil has Parkinson's and one can but admire his courage - we had many good times together at the ANU in times past. We took Phil for a walk as it is difficult for him to get out and the weather was just superb. It was sad to say goodbye.
But now I had a project to send him photos of the changing face of Canberra. A relaxed dinner in the park and we were in bed early knowing it was long day to come.
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