A couple of days ago we were driving across the Snowy Mountains. The lines were yellow so you could see them in the snow. They also had very tall reflector poles so the snow didn't cover them up.
Next we saw a hut that they used in the 1950s as a rest point for bad weather and the postman could only do half of the mail route on horse back so he left his horse at the hut and skied the rest of the way to deliver the post. Then (he) went back to collect his horse.
There was also an article titled "Two Mystery Deaths" which was about three men who stole a truck and stayed the night at the hut and two of the men drunk (sic) out of two paper wrapped bottles that they thought was wine but it was really arsenic which is a poison that was used in sheep dip to kill fleas. After they flt ill and (so) the other man slept in the lorry. He awoke after several hours of sleep and found both men dead on the floor. Then he ran for it. Eventually he admitted himself to the police.
Then we drove up to Charlottes Pass National Park and I saw snow for the first time in my life!! Then Harry Dad and me went and walk(ed) up to the top of Charlottes Pass and we were only about two kilometers away from Mt Kosciusko, the tallest mountain in Australia. At the top of Charlottes Pass we had a snow fight. When Harry was talking to Dad the ice hit him on the arm and a lot broke and went inside his ear. A brilliant shot.
Then I said 'The snow fight hasn't finished yet". Then Dad said "Guess what the snow fight hasn't finished yet' and raced after me with a piece of ice and I hid behind a rock and kept moving along. A crack was in there and I hid inside it. They never found me until it was time to go.
(On Friday we were in Cooma. We looked around town...) and at the Snowy Hydro information centre we learnt lots about the hydro electricity that is generated in the mountains.
to be continued ....