Day 9 Tuesday 24/11/20 Cavendish, part cloud 23
It’s nice to have a very long sleep in, there’s no hurry, the air is fresh with eucalyptus and we’re breakfasting, reading papers and slurping coffee in a circle around the unlit fire. Birds tweet, chirp, warble and squawk and flies buzz as the day warms. Why is it that the raucous squawk of a cockie can be so comforting?
A walk across the Wannon River bridge takes us into town and along the Settler’s Walk, the old gaol from 1862 and the relocated settler’s cottage.
In the evening we light the fire and cook vegie fritters on the griddle. We had hoped to have a meal at the pub here (The Bunyip Hotel) but being somewhat of a ‘gastro pub’ they only open later in the week and on weekends for the harried.
Travelling Kms: 0
Note: As in gastronomic, not ‘oh the poor bugger’s got gastro!’