I had thought that my report on our interesting lunch yesterday was the end of the matter. The big problem for me was the access but Marilyn has been tossing it around in her mind and has come up with a solution for when we go next time, whenever that might be.
We had been aware, while we were eating, that there was a chairlift crossing the roof of the restaurant just outside our window. We laughed about the shoes we could see dangling from the seats and were giving each couple points for how trendy they were or how daggy they looked.
The chairlift, we know, runs from the other side of the Gorge and claims to be the longest single-span chairlift in the world. Who knows whether that is true, but the fact that it arrives at a platform just a few meters from the back door of the restaurant is interesting. At the other end of the span is the main carpark for Gorge visitors. We can park there easily, walk the short distance to the chairlift station and travel in style to the restaurant on the other side. Having wined and dined, we can travel back to our car.
It's a clever idea and, with Marilyn’s birthday in less than three weeks, I would not be surprised if we try it out.
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