Most of the old houses were on the western side of the street.
The newer on the eastern side.
There must be rooms with a view at the motel sitting on the steep hill. The snowman figure on the building was atop many shops.
A Morry. R said it had been treated to look rusty. He may well have been correct.
A plane fell from the sky near Cooma in the 1920s. The wreckage was discovered by a Snowy Mountain Hydro construction worker in the 1950s.
There was an audio facility to hear but it went on a bit too long. We only wanted to know about the crash and discovery.
Our motel with Nanny Goat Hill behind.
Cooma Railway Station. Unfortunately the train no longer comes to Cooma. The station had to be expanded in the 1950s when the construction of the Snowy Mountains hydro power generating system was underway, with so many passengers and so much freight arriving.
It is now a historical railway, with runs out to Chakola, a little over 10 kms away. The bus on train wheels that can be seen outside the train maintenance shed is the Pay Bus. It ran around the the local tracks delivering the railway workers pay. As train use declined with the ascendancy of the motor car, some seats were added and it was used as a replacement for trains to Bombala.
The high level of maintenance is a credit to Cooma Monaro Railway organisation.
The signal box appears to be in working condition with signal diagrams on the wall.
We went on to the Snowy Mountains Hydro Discovery Centre. It was great. I managed to generate enough power to dry my hair with a hair dryer.
This is a tv screen showing the exchanges of power between the electrically connected states in Australia.
A large LCD screen showed the real time price of power. The green line shows the price paid. The grey line, the projected price. The spike in the graph is of course about 7pm.
The true nerd in me really came out when I was look at this large screen. It show all the catchments, the tunnels, the power stations, the dams, and generating units, what they are doing and whether they are active or not, or broken. We were going to Jindabyne later and the staff member pointed out that its generator showed red and was generating, so there would be water spurting out from the dam wall, but, she wasn't really sure if we could stop on the road to see it.
Der's snow on dem der hills, we saw as we travelled to Jindabyne. I think locals call it Jindy.
A pull off the road area seems to be recently created to see the water flow. I think more is being done for the viewing public elsewhere. People like to see such things.
Above the the spurt of water is the dam wall.
Unlike the strong greens of the east coast, the bush here is very grey.
I think this is from the town of Jindabyne.
The town is a series of what seems like self contained shops in groups.
Just more shops protected from the elements by verandahs and central courtyards, and another bakery that served appalling coffee. I expect we may have found some good coffee in one of the more expensive restaurants.
As we investigated every twist and turn to the lake at East Jindabyne,a woman was pushing a child in a pram. We came across her five times. She must have thought we were mad.
Jindy from East Jindabyne.
Somebody likes to sit and stare out at the lake.
We saw a turn off to a lookout atop Mount Gladstone on the way back. Here is the spread of Cooma.
We weren't sure if we were in the right place for dinner at the Alpine Hotel. It looked posh, with waiter service and white table cloths. But no, it was bistro prices. As we had noticed in other hotels, they have pokie machines outside where you can smoke while wasting your money.
It had the most wonderful art deco interior, but I am not sure what is original what isn't. I expect he fireplace is.
And the staircase.
The weather had warmed since yesterday and the central heating was off when we returned to our motel. We switched on the air con to warm the place up.