Where would the Navy be without tradition? Captain Jack Aubrey often asks. And where would us groms be without the tradition of The Farm? At home playing computer games, that’s where. But we took a break from all that and headed once again to scenic Glennvista Coombs. Solon, Gibbo, James, Ben, Robbie, Lisa briefly, Tim briefly and a goanna experienced the lowest water levels in the river ever, but were still thankful for what was there in the 37c heat. I wanted to get get a pictorial this year but hangovers prevented all that. My first field test of the Meade telescope was only partially successful – I forgot the manual and really needed it. Still, the moon was fat and fast moving, and by chance I watched a satellite zoom by. There’s rumor of a second trip this year (most irregular..!) so i’ll be better prepared next time…
