Port Albert, Vic
On February 12th 2014 we spent the night with friends at the free camp at Port Albert’s boat ramp. We had been hemmed in by fires near Traralgon for several days and were glad when the authorities re opened the highway. Rather than go home we headed to the less smoky coast at Port Albert to get some fresh sea air.
Wandering about the tiny town we passed the iconic pub several times but didn’t make it in for a beer. “Oh well there’s always next time.” But next time didn’t come. On February 17th it burnt down.
These fires, worldwide, as our climate gets ever hotter are pretty devastating. It must have been scary being so near.
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Incredibly smoky. The caravan park was perfectly situated between the regional hospital and the airport where the fire fighting aircraft were refuelling. We figured that we couldn’t have been in a better spot. Sadly the fire got into an open cut coal mine and burned for months. I dread to think what lung problems would have developed in the community.
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I’m always sad to see one of these pubs go. Those fine old irreplaceable timbers that go up like kindling.
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And in so many smaller towns they are the hub of the community. When it can’t afford a clubhouse the next best thing is the pub.
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A missed opportunity!
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Just shows that you should always go to the pub whether you want to or not! Never miss an opportunity. Such a shame as it looks like a place full of character.
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Perhaps it had a little too much character…
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