|A model of Saturn revolving around the sun|
The first time I saw the observatory in the public park was on my first trip to Port Macquarie when I saw fire trucks with my father's old cab number (424) on them, attending to some incident at a motel across the road from the park, which I wrote about in this post -
In August I decided to book a stay or one night at that motel that the fire trucks had attended to on my first visit that year to Port Macquarie, as it was across the road from the observatory that I was intending to visit that night I was there.
|Looking out my door at the pines from my Best Western motel room in Port Macquarie|
My Happiest Birthday Ever
|Observing the stars beyond the pines?|
My father passed away unexpectedly in his sleep on September 13th and I attended one week before my birthday yet another funeral at "the place beyond the pines", a place which I have written about in the post linked in the red link below -
Mt Thompson: The Place Beyond the Pines?
|A koala artwork across the road from the observatory with the observatory painted on it|
But since my last meal was only a banana split in Coffs Harbour I thought I had better grab some fish and chips before the observatory opened for the evening viewing and that's when I found not only the koala above, but also this one below.
Shark Week in the Year of the Monkey
I think I like the other koala the best.
|The observatory telescope pointed at Saturn|
I tried to get a photo with my iPod of what it looked like but couldn't get the lens of the iPod to line up with the lens of the telescope and so I gave up trying to snap a shot, but it looked very much like the model of Saturn up the top of this post when I looked through the lens of the observatory telescope.
It wasn't lost on me that this was the planet that represented time.
Which made me reflect on how my watch stopped the day my dad died and my bedside clock stopped on the day of his funeral, though the times they stopped on meant nothing to me.
Stop the Clocks? Signs?
As soon as the group had viewed the planet the rain came down again and the clouds obstructed any more viewing for the night, so the curator gave a presentation in the observatory theater.
I enjoyed the presentation, even though my belief is the the Apollo moon missions were nothing but a bunch of astronauts orbiting the earth for a few days while they pretended they were on the moon, while robots like they have now, went to the moon to take photographs and collect samples, because the
Van Allen radiation belts would have fried theirs asses off if they went outside the earth's protective zone a little higher than the space shuttles orbit now.
Maybe they need to show this film in the theatre?
|A Campo del Cielo metorite in my hand|
A Campo del Cielo metorite.
There is definitely a strange feeling that runs through your body when you are holding in your hand an object that has been flying through space.
|My poster from the observatory|
|An old well on the Best Western motel land with rainwater pouring through it on the night|
I stumbled across this old well pictured above and took a picture of all the rainwater running through it, but it was only later that I found out, "Port Macquarie’s history can be anchored back to a time when the first convicts, penal colonies and early settlers made birth on its shores.
The Best Western Plus HW Boutique Hotel was originally built on the site of the old convict gaol in 1966.
Known then as the Historic Well Motel, it was named for the well that remains in the grounds to this very day.
The convicts’ broad arrow markings are clear on the top layer of the wedge shaped hand-made bricks and are a popular talking point among guests who frequent the hotel today."
The next morning as I was checking out of the motel and hitting the road for Sydney there was a pile of free newspapers for guests if they wanted to take one and when I saw the Shark fans on the front page I picked up a paper and flicked through it to see if it was worth taking with me.
I saw the above stories about other crazy Sharks fans getting exited about the game I was heading to on Friday night and so threw a paper into my car to read when I reached Sydney.
|Hmm...a purple page with a story about the purple one and day of the dead show?!|
I found out that a show I was thinking about seeing when it came to Brisbane in late November was playing just up the road from my Sydney motel and right behind the Sydney football stadium I was going to see my team play on Friday night.
|Waiting outside the tent on Thursday 22nd of September, 2016|
Cirque Du Soleil website and got a ticket and I was off to my first
Cirque Du Soleil show ever.
But that's for a future post.
|The bush turkey crossing my path in Port Macquarie|
Sea Acres national park and see if I could maybe spot a powerful owl on my third visit to the park, but I got down there an hour before the park opened and the only bird I saw was a bush turkey crossing my path.
Which reminded me of this old post -
The Shadow Side and True Colours of Liam Pieper?
And this post -
You Can Never Walk Along the Same River Twice
I was too hungry to wait for the park to open and wanted to have a walk around a town I usually bypass on my way to Sydney...Newcastle.
New Castle? See Change?
So, I hit the road giving up on ever spotting an owl in
|A picture of the Pleiades on the outside observatory wall reflecting the beach.|