Flew down to Brisvegas last week for my birthday and had a very good time. Mostly eating, drinking whisky, and watching too much bad science fiction but I also climbed the Story Bridge, which is well worth a blog entry. Dad and my birthdays are only a week apart and we both got the climb as a gift. Had to get up at 3:30am to get to the climb at 4am and My Lord was it cold after Darwin. The climb itself was quite easy and we finished as dawn started breaking. It was a little cloudy, unfortunately, but still a beautiful view (see photo of me and my father below). Raced off afterwards for a traditional coffee at the New Farm Deli, which still has some of the best coffee ever. However briefly, it was really good to be home.
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