Caravanners need to be like sailors

It’s that time of year again, cyclone season up north sends floods down through the inland. The chance of searing dry heat in the south is the precursor to bushfires, though thankfully this summer has been cooler. There’s always dangerous weather to watch out for in this country. Like swings and roundabouts if it’s raining in Brisbane it’s probably dry in Melbourne and vice versa. If it’s raining in Perth then Adelaide and Melbourne will be next as the prevailing winds blow across the country. It pays to keep an eye on the weather and it doesn’t always do what … Continue reading Caravanners need to be like sailors

Washing Woollies

I’m surprised at the amount of wool cleaning we’ve come across in our travels. In Mudgee, NSW the museum guide showed me a box that the poor old sheep would be put into. Only his head would be poking out of the wooden box while he was rigorously scrubbed of dirt and burrs. In Blackall, Qld we toured the Wool Scour a building where fleeces were washed and cleaned by machine. Thankfully without the sheep in them. In Robe, SA we camped beside Lake Fellmongery, a place where wool was scoured and where wool was removed from sheep skins. Not … Continue reading Washing Woollies