After a week of watching the year rehashed on television, the earth repelling against us, terrorist attacks and the gaffs of politicians it was pleasant to sit back and recall the places that we visited this year. Thankfully nutters and … Continue reading Reflections and Top Spots of 2018
Ever since we met a couple of blokes who were doing east west zig zags across New South Wales (because everyone else seems to travel north and south dashing between Victoria and Queensland) I’m fascinated with the routes that people plan for their trips. Some follow rivers like the Murray from source to sea. Others explore an area like The Cape (Cape York) or the Eyre Peninsula. Many follow the music festivals, oldies kicking up their heels at Tamworth and Gympie and Port Fairy. Yet others tootle about from one gold region to another with metal detectors at the ready. … Continue reading Where you go, I’ll follow
May 2017, Laurieton, NSW Our park neighbour suggests that we visit the North Brother Lookout at Laurieton. This region is known as Three Brothers and the mountains are named according to the Aboriginal legend, North, South and Middle Brother. We … Continue reading North Brother Lookout
The town of Bridgewater on Loddon is in Central Victoria, just north of Bendigo. A water race and weir was constructed on the Loddon River at Bridgewater in the late 1800’s for the flour mill. The water provided irrigation for farmers and created a swimming hole for the local community. Even today it is an inviting spot for exploring you’ll find it a short walk from the Loddon Bridge Hotel. Continue reading Bridgewater Weir
May 2015, Cape Range, WA The sign in the Cape Range National Park says that we may see Euros. Do they mean small marsupials or young backpackers in clapped out Wicked Campers? Continue reading Euros eh?
June 2015, Kununurra, WA On our Kimberley tour we are picked up by bus from Kununurra, WA and taken out to Lake Argyle 70 kilometres away. Lake Argyle was completed in 1971 and is roughly the size of 20 Sydney Harbours, … Continue reading The Only Constant is Change
Those of you who are old enough may remember that old song from the fifties, “All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth”…”so I can wish you Merry Chrithmuth”. You know the era. When they had songs like “I want a hippopotamus for Christmas”, gee that’d really mess up the living room. Sorry I digress. December in our house has been a twisted version of that, not the hippo. Because all I wanted for Xmas was two new eyes, two new eyes, two new eyes. Lo and behold my cataracts have been removed, my short sightedness repaired and … Continue reading All I Want For Christmas
A friend of Henry Lawson, writer E.J. Brady was so impressed with the little town of Mallacoota that he built a house on Captain Stevenson’s Point and set up a writer’s camp there, it would be hard to find a more inspiring location. Continue reading Mallacoota, it’s inspirational
Who needs a minimalist pub? Any good country pub worth its salt really should have local history displayed on its walls. Like the curiosity pubs of old there should be plenty to entertain the ‘out of towners’ and help them understand a little about the locals and their way of life. Sepia photos of wool drays up to their axles in mud. Beaming young blokes draped in dead rabbits or staggering under the weight of a fish. Dead livestock nailed to the walls. Heads of deer, snarling wild pigs and crocodiles that didn’t get away. At the Commercial Hotel in … Continue reading The Stuff of Pub Walls
Daylesford has to be one of my favourite Victorian towns. We used to spend summer holidays there when I was a kid and still, we visit whenever we get the chance. The old gold mining town that just happened to … Continue reading A Daylesford Conundrum
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