Helena Boden wearing Polish folk scarf |
Hi everyone! What a spectacular weekend! We did it! On top of the mountain! Highest gig
in Australia! Best of weather, too (got a bit sunburnt).
All went well - we all got a ride to almost the top, and only had to walk
the last 1.4km or so. We got up there really early, like about 7.30am, and
due to the cold or the earliness of the hour, my insrument at least didn't
want to play properly to start, but did warm up.
We had some great support from local musicians - Paul Dion from Jindabyne
being a notable first clarinet (thank heavens). He also sang, and played a
fantastic jazz rendition of Kosciuszko's Waltz on saxophone.
The Polish
dancers were great, and really added to the Sound of Music atmosphere on the
mountaain in their colourful costumes.
They also lent us girls Polish
scarves to liven our colours up a bit. Fantastic all round - great company,
everything went well (in the end, ask Graham and Rita about Friday night,
when panic set in in the Polish camp!)
We did it all again at the top of Charlottes Pass on Sunday morning too,
even better - we had a bit more support, and after a great lunch at David
and Cherie's lodge at Jindabyne, we wended our weary way home.
See you later this week!
Helena
ALL PHOTOS: PULS POLONII
Windjammers on the summit |
Paul Dion: Kosciuszko's waltz...the jazzy way |
"Lajkonik" boys: the highest jumps in Australia |
PS Rowena, did you manage to eat all those Polish cakes???!
THE TALE OF THE POLISH CHEESECAKES, LAST CHAPTER
I remembered the cakes as we were thinking about leaving, and found them still perched on the rock where I had placed them, looking rather lonely.
What to do with this important responsibility?
There were still a lot of people about, so I took the box and handed cake around. This was very well received. All the Polish people I approached accepted with pleasure (unless they were on a diet, when they declined with regret), and the others did also. It didn’t last long. An amusing side effect of this action was that several people mistook me for a genuine (instead of a temporary) Polish person and spoke to me in Polish.
So to the person who made the cake, it went to good homes and was much appreciated both by those who were already acquainted with it and by new eaters.
Rowena
Puls Polonii: Who made it? TOPSMAK!
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