Month: November 2018

Freedom Camp, SA2 Comments

Kingston S. E. RV Park

Itching for Hitching

Kingston S.E RV park on South Australia’s Limestone Coast is one of those well-situated parks on the foreshore overlooking the sea. There’s no need to unhitch as it’s only a short walk from the main shops. The camp ground is a large grassy area behind a white sandy beach with a toilet block. Opposite is a long jetty, Marine Parade’s stand of tall Norfolk pines and a fishmonger. There is a 48hour limit. Kingston S.E? Well the ‘South East’ differentiates it from South Australia’s other Kingston on the Murray River.   Continue reading Kingston S. E. RV Park

Qld, Why Caravanning6 Comments

A Celebration in Paradise

Itching for Hitching

July 2016, Cape Hillsborough, Qld It’s Woody’s 70th birthday, we drive into Mackay for lunch and find a friendly Thai restaurant overlooking the marina and have a delicious meal. We can’t complain about the service as there is no one else there. Back at camp we spend the afternoon preparing Woody’s traditional birthday Chinese dinner. You know how people develop strange traditions, well ours is an odd mix of favourite foods. I bake a chocolate cake in our wondrous newly replaced oven then can’t figure out where to put it, the cake that is. The coffee machine is on the … Continue reading A Celebration in Paradise

Quotes5 Comments

For Profit or Prophet

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We’re members of our local U3A (University of the Third Age) and whenever we’re at home between caravan trips I like to join a class or two. Recently I joined a Practical Philosophy class and have been thoroughly enjoying it. This week we discussed the parable of the Prodigal Son and I am fascinated as to how these teachings have survived millennia and still apply to modern life. The Prodigal Son in particular as he left his family’s vineyard, sowed his wild oats, then found himself working in a pig farm before returning home to beg forgiveness from his father, … Continue reading For Profit or Prophet

Freedom Camp, Places, Vic3 Comments

Mt Franklin

Itching for Hitching

About 7kms out of Daylesford in Victoria there is a secret place. A place to sneak off to when the pressures of the city get you down. Just off the Midland highway you’ll find the turn off to Mt Franklin. It looks a bit like a pine tree covered pimple rising out of a yellow wheat field. The road corkscrews up and around the small extinct volcano and suddenly we find ourselves in the shelter of the crater, in a wooded garden. The campsites are well marked on the grassed areas and deciduous trees shelter us. The crater rim blocks … Continue reading Mt Franklin