Sunday, 19 August 2012
2012 London Olympic Games - Pt II
Oh, Ebba. Ebba, Ebba, Ebba. Lovely Ebba Jungmark. A Swedish high jumper. Top tip, a good pair of binoculars considerably enhances the fun of watching the Women's High Jump.
We had a competition to see who could take the best photo of the jumping....the one above is Sam's....
....and this one is Dad's....who wins?
Every seat in the Olympic Stadium has a great view of the action, and here is our own vista. What a lovely place, wish we were back there now....
While the noise level was generally quite high, depending on what was happening, when runners took to the track the volume went to eleven (Spinal Tap reference).
Sam went bananas whenever people ran past, but then again, so did everybody else.
We held another contest to take pole vault action shots....this is Sam's....
....and this one Dad's. Dad the easy winner methinks!
The only negative aspect of the Olympic Park is the terrible Orbit sculpture, what an eyesore! It looks either like a Meccano model gone disastrously wrong, or a pile of scrap metal. Terrible!
Worst of all it dominates the skyline. Get Rid Of It!
And finally - we saw Uncle Ru's crane! He maintains these monsters all over the UK, and this is one of his biggest. What a whopper.
So that was our trip to the 2012 London Olympics. As we were leaving the Park I told Sam to have a good look round, remember it all, because Sam & Dad will never have the chance to go to a UK Olympics together ever again. We loved our Most Excellent adventure, and we made some fabulous memories to take with us.
Thursday, 16 August 2012
2012 London Olympic Games - Pt I
It's Sam & Dad at the Olympics 2012!
We were very lucky to obtain tickets for a day of athletics in the Olympic stadium, and duly made our way south one bright and sunny Thursday morning. As advertised on the news, security was mostly in the hands of the military, was very tight (including a very intimate search), and extremely professional. Well done boys and girls!
Once through the tented security we found ourselves looking straight at the Aquatics centre, and it was big. Very impressive as a first impression.
We'd aimed to arrive at Stratford station, and the huge main gate into the park there was, of course, called the Stratford Gate. Sam was first to spot the Olympic stadium and the Orbit, and we were both super-excited!
From this distance the stadium looked "fairly" large but looked great, and the entry roof of the Aquatics hall poked into view from the left. Bienvenue indeed.
Seeing some more of the venues in the park made us wish we'd been able to see events in all of them. Impossible of course, and a good reminder of the transient nature of the Games. Remember all this little dude!
The final ticket check was smooth and easy, Sam was off through the gates quicker than you could say "Mo-bot", and we were in!
As at Wembley a few days earlier, Sam was glowing with excitement and nervous energy as he ascended the steps to see inside the stadium for the first time.
And WOW! Outside it's a nice stadium, but inside the colour, crowd and noise all combined to give an unforgettable moment. I don't know exactly what Sam was feeling but Dad had a major attack of goosebumps.
Just like on the TV, there, burning away, was the Olympic flame. It was all there, what did I expect, huge score boards, hustle and bustle on the tack and infield, and the weather again smiled on us, and did its very best to make the view absolutely perfect.
We were keen to try and spot the BBC studio - and were surprised to see that they were always sitting outside in the open air, on a special BBC balcony, complete with astroturf walls. See the two umbrellas roughly in the middle of the picture? The yellow blob in between is, in fact, Denise Lewis! We could see it much better with the binoculars, and she was accompanied by Colin Jackson, Michael Johnson and Johnathon Edwards. It wasn't just BBC-spotting that the binoculars improved....
Monday, 13 August 2012
2012 Crabbing Pt 2 - Wells Next The Sea
We could not have chosen a more perfect day to visit Wells for our second crabbing expedition of the year. The weather was gorgeous and Wells looked absolutely splendid in the hazy sunshine.
The plan was to do some crabbing in the morning, stuff ourselves with fish and chips for dinner, then have another session on the quayside in the afternoon. First stop is the shoreline to fill your bucket with water...ooops, Sam looks like he's managed to catch himself in the net....
We've never seen so many people lining the harbour wall, there was hardly a vacant spot to be found. Ha! We have our own "secret" spot that nobody else ever thinks to use, so we took our place and soon began to reel in the swimmers.
Bowers the butchers had given us some offcuts of meat to use as bait (thanks chaps!) which we sliced up the night before then left in the sunlight as much as possible to enhance the "bouquet".
As usual we were using two methods of catching. Above is the basket, and Dad attaching some random meaty tubes and stuff as bait. It didn't half pong! The other method we try is to use small net bags with bait inside. This isn't quite as reliable usually, as the crafty crabs let go of the bags when they realise that they're out of the water and rapidly ascending skywards. It's best to have a net to use in tandem with the bags, and position it beneath them as soon as you can when reeling them in.
We had a pretty successful morning, considering the huge numbers of crabbers all competing for the same prey. Twelve (we think, although it's tricky counting them unless you keep a record as you go along) in the morning, but just three after dinner. Speaking to fellow crabbers along the quay this was a common tale - we reckon the crabs must have been feeling absolutely stuffed after so much feeding, and just couldn't eat another thing....
These little chaps are always happy to be released back to nature, and man alive, you should see the speed that some of them scuttle off towards the sea! Others quickly wiggle themselves into the mud to wait for time and tide to ensure their survival.
SPOT THE CRABS!
How many released crabs can you spot in this photo? The answer is at the bottom of the page, but don't scroll down until you've tried to find them all. No cheating!
Here's the meaty goodness that we used for bait, yum yum!
And the answer is - SIX! Did you spot them all?
Saturday, 11 August 2012
2012 Olympics Football - Mexico v Senegal
Saturday, 4 August, and Sam and Dad were up early and on board a train to that London. We were heading for Wembley Stadium to watch a quarter-final in the men's Olympic football competition. We had planned that the game would feature Team GB, but they only went and unexpectedly won their qualifying group, doh! So we were treated to Mexico versus Senegal.
At King's Cross we found this enormous and impressive...."thing". Thousands of revolving yellow and black balls, which, if aligned properly, played sounds. We never did work out the secret to making the sounds, but it was certainly eye-catching.
Whether it's just in place for the Olympics we don't know, but if you get the chance, have a play with it before it disappears....
On the tube we started to spot lots of very suspicious-looking "Mexicans". Many looked as if they were wearing false 'taches, surely not? And the range of bizarre sombreros was impressive.
We wish we'd thought of dressing like Mexicans....but Sam was again wearing his current favourite, his England goalie shirt - he never takes it off!
The first view of Wembley and Wembley Way from the top of the steps is impressive, it's certainly a huge and beautiful stadium....
....but you get a better view if you cross the road and peer out from the the bridge - and it's less crowded. Plus, you don't get loud-hailered by Underground staff!
Sam wanted to try some perspective photos, so we tried to snap him balancing The Shard on his finger. You'll have to click on the pic to enlarge it....
....not sure we managed it really. But it was fun trying. You don't realise how for out from the middle of London that Wembley really is. Must be eight or nine miles?
I was always impressed that Everton's Goodison Park contained escalators in one of the stands, it struck me as very modern and posh.....but at Wembley there are escalators in every part of the ground. Two massive ones to get you into the top tier.
Security was touted as being incredibly tight for all Olympic events....but it wasn't really as bad as we were warned. I was searched, Sam was very annoyed that he wasn't searched, and we had to hand over the lids of our water bottles....
There was a queue - and a security man watching - around the water fountain!
Sam has been to Wembley before, but four years ago and I think he'd pretty much forgotten what it was like. Just before we walked up the last few steps to exit our vomitory he was almost shaking with excitement, which was fabulous to see. Mind you, it really is a "wowzer!" moment when you first set eyes on the pitch and the interior of the stadium. We had seats on the side of the ground where the national flags were hanging.
An enormous "Inspire a generation" banner did the rounds before kick off.
Eventually the teams emerged to deafening applause. The crowd figure was 81, 855, and it was LOUD. Sam really liked the Mexican waves (very appropriate). We judged Mexico to have the best anthem, a jolly, bouncy number, while Senegal's was about as dull as the UK's.
The teams played a very entertaining match. Mexico took a two goal lead, Senegal drew it back to 2-2, and then extra time loomed.
Sam was desperate for the extra time to end in stalemate, as he is really keen to see a live penalty shoot-out. He didn't get his wish though as Mexico, aided by some eccentric Senegal goalkeeping, scored twice in the added time and won the match 4-2.
Overall the day was extremely exciting, the Olympic feeling was everywhere and felt almost euphoric, and Sam & Dad had another Most Excellent day out!
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