Day 13 Saturday 28/11/20 Terang, Wet
A muggy, drizzly day which I’m sure the caravan park gardener is happy about. Impressed by the homes, we drive around town and walk the shops picking up a pie for lunch. This is a beautifully preserved town, wide streets, an avenue of oaks and a superb stone church. Grand homes and basic ones are all well-kept with rose filled gardens.
In the afternoon we drive out to the Curdies River trestle bridge. It’s only a 20 or so kilometre drive but we see thousands of dairy cows in lush paddocks. There’s no mistaking that this area is all about milk and dairying. The cow cockies up north would love to have this many head to the acre.
Despite the misty rain a few people are picnicking and walking the rail trail. The bridge is impressive. We return through Cobden which has seen better days. It is home to a large milk processing plant and a feed mill but the shops are looking sad and appear to be struggling.
We have dinner at the Wheatsheaf Hotel in Terang, where El Prado strikes up quite a conversation with the barmaid. A well-travelled lass she has worked all over the country. The pizzas look good but my arancini are dry and frankly, bloody awful. The others are happy guess I made the wrong choice.
The caretaker tells us that there will be good rain at 9:00pm and he’s right, almost to the minute. He didn’t tell us that it would rain heavily all night though.
Travelling Kms: 0