Healesville Country Club and Alpacas

The forecast was a bit variable for yesterday so it was decided that we would head across country, through the mountains to Healesville for lunch in the RACV Country Club, where Tony is a member.  I've not been there before, although Tony seemed to think I had, in the distant past.  But I don't think so.  I only remember having been to Healesville to go to the animal sanctuary, and even that not very often.

I have to say, it was rather nice.  We had to be signed in and everything.  Fancy lounge for a pre-prandial gin and tonic (well, for me; everyone else had different things), looking out over the mountains.  A lovely lunch in the terrace dining area.  Food was lovely, although the service was a bit slow.  And Stella got her apple juice in very short order - but there was no wine for the rest of us for ages and ages.  They had FORGOTTEN it!!!!!!!  Tsk!

We had a lovely poke around the facilities.  They're renovated it lately and there's a pool and a spa, a half-size (I think) snooker table, a golf pro shop.  There's a golf course and lots of snacking places.  I think Tony might have been quite happy if we had proposed, instead of coming to Mount Martha for three days, we had proposed going and staying there.  Three rounds of golf for him!!

We came home via an alpaca and gerbera farm (an odd combination, but there you go). Stella wanted a couple of gerbera plants.  I wanted to look at the alpacas.  We have decided that Lindsey and Ian need one for Ballarat.  It would be an excellent companion for Lucy when Zac goes to the Great Bone Store in the sky, and nothing like as exuberant as a great dane.  Plus, it wouldn't take up any couch room in the evenings.  Alpacas are not indoor animals :-)  We just need to convince Lindsey and Ian of this excellent idea.  We also detoured to Tooradin so we could admire the mangroves in the bay.

We went for a brief "walk" on our way to Healesville.  We had to cross this:

  It was very, very slippy, and there was only one dry-ish path through. I oh-so, oh-so nearly went sploosh!  The Builder merely strode across.  Sigh!