Joe, Dan, and Tom ride into Sea Eagle Retreat in style with Dan capturing the highlights on his camcorder
Tom "bowls" with gusto
Damon takes a crack at the cricket ball (with the wicket behind him)
One big happy family dinner - we're oh so civilized
Our rousing (sleepy) game of monopoly
Sea Eagle Retreat was so great that we didn’t even leave the house on Sunday. We enjoyed a nice sleep in followed by the Linley boys cooking brekkie (Australia’s abbreviation for breakfast). Amazingly all the boys on the trip really knew how to operate in the kitchen, and everyone took turns preparing food and cleaning up. We enjoyed chats on the deck, my first game of cricket in the back yard, herding of the horses into the backyard, flying of kites through the paddocks, a family dinner, a game of monopoly, and a serenading guitar playing session to sing us to sleep in the lounge. People were in and out of the pool and spa throughout the day.
Cricket was described to me as baseball on dope. One person “bowls” the ball toward a “wicket” behind the batter. The batter holds the cricket bat more like a golf club than a baseball bat, and attempts to make contact with the pitch after it bounces on the ground. A player continues to bat until the pitcher hits the wicket or until the batter’s hit is caught before bouncing, or caught with one hand after only one bounce. In backyard cricket, there is no base running, simply a rotation through positions.
The house was set on 54 acres, among which horses grazed. Jade, Joe, and Tom corralled the horses into the back yard of the house, and Jade even mounted and rode one of the horses bareback. Liam took a kite strung with leis for a run around the paddocks, which was undoubtedly more entertaining for us than him.
For dinner, Narelle, Chris and I prepared spaghetti Bolognese, set the table, filled glasses with wine, and all nine of us sat around the table, turned off the TV, and turned on dinner music (with no lyrics) in a very classy kind of way. Dinner was followed by a sleepy game of monopoly, more time in the spa, and Liam’s guitar strumming. Uber relaxing!!
Cricket was described to me as baseball on dope. One person “bowls” the ball toward a “wicket” behind the batter. The batter holds the cricket bat more like a golf club than a baseball bat, and attempts to make contact with the pitch after it bounces on the ground. A player continues to bat until the pitcher hits the wicket or until the batter’s hit is caught before bouncing, or caught with one hand after only one bounce. In backyard cricket, there is no base running, simply a rotation through positions.
The house was set on 54 acres, among which horses grazed. Jade, Joe, and Tom corralled the horses into the back yard of the house, and Jade even mounted and rode one of the horses bareback. Liam took a kite strung with leis for a run around the paddocks, which was undoubtedly more entertaining for us than him.
For dinner, Narelle, Chris and I prepared spaghetti Bolognese, set the table, filled glasses with wine, and all nine of us sat around the table, turned off the TV, and turned on dinner music (with no lyrics) in a very classy kind of way. Dinner was followed by a sleepy game of monopoly, more time in the spa, and Liam’s guitar strumming. Uber relaxing!!
