Ben and I spent the rest of the weekend takin' it easy. We headed out to "Butlers Falls" just south of Dubbo, but we failed to spot anything that remotely resembled a waterfall. In fact, it was so still that it was perfect for skipping stones. The name must refer to something else.
Ani enjoyed soaking up the sun and playing in the water and pouncing on things in the grass (luckily not snakes). And Ben and I proved to be entertainment for some of the local kids. A few young boys walked by us, and we could hear them debating our accents for quite a while.
On the way home, we decided to stop by one of the local wineries. However, being the end of the day on Sunday, they didn't have much open for tasting. We tried two reds, but since it was such a warm day, we were really in the mood for a white. Unfortunately, they only had 1 bottle of anything white, and it had been opened to pour one glass of wine - the managers had left for the weekend with they keys to the wine shed. So they offered us a taste, and then I (in my oh-so-classy-wine-snob way) asked if we could buy the rest of the bottle at a discounted price. Ben insists she hesitated, but I swear she was more like "whatever - it's the end of the weekend, nobody else will be drinking it." And it's Dubbo - anything goes.
So we took our mostly full bottle of wine and walked through the vineyards and down to the river (again) and soaked up a bit more of the beautiful day.
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