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Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel

December 8, 2020 by David Herd

Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel

Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel is located in Medlow Bath, New South Wales, Australia. The hotel is located on a clifftop overlooking the Megalong Valley on the western side of the Great Western Highway.

The Australian retailer Mark Foy began to purchase the site in 1902 for the purposes of a hydropathic sanatorium under the belief that the land contained mineral springs. By the time the hotel opened in 1904, the mineral springs (if they ever existed) had dried up. Mark Foy had mineral water imported from Germany in large steel containers. For more about the hotel history just follow THIS LINK.

Perched on the side of a cliff

Here we are, the A team. 🙂

From left to right, Vera Lucic & Adrian Yates, Joan Mifsud & yours truly David Herd, Susie & Rod Hitchcock, Gina & Don Reedman.

Adrian was & still is a lawyer in Wollongong, Don went to England in 1969 from Australia on a working holiday for 12 months with a dream of making a career in the music business. He certainly achieved huge success, check out THIS LINK. Here is some of his work.

Rod ended up in California, where the girls wound up, except for Vera who married Adrian, I will never know. 🙂

Here’s 3 handsome dudes

Adrian Yates, Ian Rich & Paul Webber. After all these years I still occasionally see Ian when he visits Thailand. For the last 40 years he has owned a tennis camp at Huntington Beach in Los Angeles.

Derek Pugh & Jackie Thom

Derek & I worked together at Macdougals LTD in Clarence St Sydney in the late 60s. He ended up importing high class stereo equipment & is now retired & living on the Central Coast north of Sydney. I remember being at a BBQ at Derek’s home somewhere near Queenscliff on December 17, 1967 when the news come on the radio about the prime minister Harold Holt who died while swimming at Portsea, Victoria.

Relaxing with Joan

A very sweet lady, we went out together for a few months.

Peter Clifford & Phillipa

Peter also lived most of his life in London, I have a feeling he may have owned a pub somewhere near Marble Arch, sadly he passed away a couple of years ago after a long battle with cancer, RIP old buddy.

Easter 2017 in Spain

The 3 amigos celebrate a 50 year friendship, Derek, Peter & Don.

Our lovely ladies at the Hydro

Phillipa, Joan, Susie & Gina in 1968.

Adrian Yates & I.

We were great friends in the late 60s.

December 2008

Great shot at the Oaks Hotel, not sure if the date is correct or not. Derek, Ian Rich & I at the back with old friend Paul Slaughter with his sister & girlfriend.

California 1983

Caught up with Ian Rich at his tennis camp in L.A.

Barbara & Jackie

Barbara was with Paul Webber at the Hydro & some years later married a good friend of mine Phil Parkinson. Jackie of course was married to Derek.

Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel

Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel What great memories I have of this wonderful unique hotel & the fabulous friends I was lucky enough to be with.

This shot was taken years later around 1984.

Naturally I had to visit the Hydro again, who said nostalgia was a thing of the past? 🙂

Many thanks for joining me at the Historic Hydro Majestic Hotel. Use THIS LINK for a great discount on rooms.

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Life changing adventure 1964

May 7, 2016 by David Herd

My personal story from the 6os, (not a travel bog)

Passport photo April 1964

Life changing adventure

Life changing adventure 1964 really was a rite of passage for me. My best friend Glenn Beasley and I boarded the Fairsea in Sydney on May 7 1964 for a six week journey to Southampton in England. I spent the next 15 months having the time of my life in the U.K. and Europe as well as a stint as a junior engineer on a cargo ship plying its trade between Europe and America.

Rites of passage definition

Ceremonies that mark important transitional periods in a person’s life.

Boarding the Fairsea

It was May 7th 1964 the beginning of my first huge adventure.

The Brisbane River

Our first stop was Wellington before crossing back over the Tasman to Brisbane then on to Singapore. We met lots of friends and partied hard all the way to NZ but sadly many of these new found friends left the ship in Wellington and were replaced by lots of elderly passengers.

We were spending a lot of time with three nice girls from Melbourne, Robyn Pearson, Libby Durston & Sue Jameson. Luckily I still have my dairy to help me recall the names. 🙂 That’s Libby and sue in the photo above.

We left Brisbane on May 14 and the first night the seas were very rough indeed, many of the passengers and some of the crew were seasick, luckily for us we were quite ok.

The “old shipboard romance”.

Two days out of Brisbane I met Leanne Scott from Adelaide and we started seeing each other regularly, well as regularly as she would let me. 🙂

The “mad hatters” night

There were all sorts of special nights arranged by the crew to keep the passengers occupied. I will have to retrieve some more photos next time in in Oz. If this photo was in colour you would be able to see the bright red knickers I had wrapped around the ice bucket. 🙂

Sadly I have no personal photos from Singapore however looking through my diary reminds me of some of the things I saw there. Singapore was a very dirty shabby city, there were hundreds perhaps thousands of people sleeping on the streets and footpaths. Follow this link for some interesting information about cleaning up the rivers in Singapore.

Singapore From Cavenagh bridge now & then.

You would never recognise the city back then.

Bugis Street

This was a famous street mainly for transgenders or LadyBoys as we call them in Thailand.

Bugis Street in the 60s

Singapore in the 60s bears no resemblance to Singapore in 2015.

Life changing adventure at the Mount Lavinia Hotel Colombo

In 1962 the island was called Ceylon, now of course it is Sri Lanka. Anyhow we absolutely fell in love with the place and even spoke about leaving the ship and staying for a while. Impractical of course as our main luggage was in the ships hold which put a stop the that whimsical idea.

The usual tourist photo in Colombo

Sadly I have very few photos from the trip as my camera purchased in Singapore for 16 Quid turned out to be a dud.

Aden in Yemen

Next port of call was Aden, however we did not dock, instead the ship anchored in the harbour and we bought cheap trinkets etc from the “bum boats“ that came out to meet us.

From my diary; I took Leanne ashore and we spent a couple of hours walking around the city, the heat was intense, it must have been around 110 degrees. We met some friends from the ship and had a few beers in the Grande Hotel before returning to the ship.

My money was starting to get low because in this weather you rarely had a beer out of your hand.

Life changing adventure, next stop Cairo

We left the boat at the entrance to the Suez Canal and took an organised tour to Cairo and the Pyramids. As you can see I was fully equipped with my Fez and camel. 🙂

My iconic photo

Glenn & I at the great pyramids of Egypt which was certainly the highlight so far in our Life changing adventure . From Cairo we travelled by bus along one of the branches of the Nile, for several hundred yards each side of the river the land was green and fertile from irrigation. Then it abruptly became dry hot barren desert, my thoughts at the time were I would like to visit again one day. So far this has not happened.

Spectacular

Researchers agree that it took anywhere between 10,000–20,000 workers over twenty or so years to construct the three pyramids. Credit to Getty.

Naples

Our final stop was Naples where many of our friends departed for various parts of Europe. Some of them we would hook up with again in London. Glenn & I hit a few bars with our friends David Wright and Allan Bremner but were were not too impressed with the city. We were ever less impressed when a slick conman relieved us of a few quid and a few cartons on cigarettes. Oh well, it was a lesson well learnt and not too much damage was done, except to our pride. 🙂

Our 6 week voyage ended in Southampton on June 6 1964, we all had a truly great trip even though during the last week we were all desperate to get our feet on dry land. Now our London adventure was about to start and the fact is the party had only just begun.