A piece that I think somehow missed the blog Everywhere we go people ask where we’re from. “Melbourne” we say and they laugh and pull faces and say “Bet you’re glad you’re up here”. We agree and we all laugh … Continue reading Banned on the Run – Summary
Day 123 Sunday 11/10/20 Finley to Home After a warm night we wake to a brisk sunny morning. We’re weighed with sadness. This will be the last brekkie in the van for a long time. Sun streaming in the window. … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 123 – Swapping freedom for lockdown
Day 122 Saturday 10/10/20 Griffith to Finley, warm 23 Our vans are looking like they’ve been to the moon and back. Elle is wondering how to stow her roses while travelling and El Prado suggests standing them in the toilet. We were thinking about going south to the border to maybe sit on the river for a few days before heading home but now we realise that we will have entered the ‘border bubble’. What does that mean for us? As arranged over dinner last night we meet Bill at his winery. He shows us his impressive cellar dining room … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 122 – Last drinks folks
Day 121 Friday 9/10/20 Griffith, breezy 19 Today is Elle’s 70th birthday. This area being the producer of 25% of Australian wine Elle suggests we do a cellar door tour. We only make it to one winery. The tasting at … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 121 – A very special day
Day 120 Thursday 8/10/20 Coolamon to Griffith, Cool windy 18 We have a lot of rain overnight and the locals tell us that this will delay the canola harvest. I’m sure it will give the wheat a spurt along though. The damned ants have been driving us nuts these last few days and as I lift the coffee machine to pack it away for travelling I find that they’ve made a nice little nest on the bench. A nice warm dry spot in wet weather and they must have been ecstatic when I forgot to turn the machine off the … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 120 – A Gourmet Food Trail
Day 119 Wednesday 7/10/20 Coolamon, drizzly It’s still soggy. Ants! The little buggers just appear at some places and try to take over the van. Elle reckons a bumpy ride will dislodge them from their homes. Whatever, it’s time to … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 119 – Playing with trains
Day 118 Tuesday 6/10/20 Coolamon, wet cool Rain plops on the roof and a magpie chortles. It rains all morning, not heavy just enough to make us stay indoors. When The Prado’s return raving after a visit to the ‘Up … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 118 – Crocheting & Cash Handling
Day 117 Monday 5/10/20 Ariah Park to Coolamon, rain threatening 27 It’s El Prado’s birthday. Lying in bed after a hot night and contemplating the day ahead the above bed roof hatch is open. A little bird with a long spiny bill peeks in. That’s a nice way to greet the day. We have sheep and wheat to the horizon. The roadsides are flanked with gums and Murray pines. Cloud is building in the west. We’ve heard a lot about the caravan park at Coolamon and the price of $20 is enticing. There’s a mention on WikiCamps that they don’t … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 117 – Of Roasts & Rain
Day 116 Sunday 4/10/20 Grenfell to Ariah Park, hot dusty northerly 29 Wowsers, bowsers and peppercorn trees We cruise down the road to Young (the cherry capital) through green wheat and golden yellow canola. Young sits atop numerous hills and … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 116 – Wowsers, Bowsers & Peppercorn trees
Day 115 Saturday 3/10/20 Grenfell, hot 26 A lazy day with a bit of hand washing to stay in front for the next few days if we free camp. The boys return to the Vietnamese bakery for lunch (they’re missing … Continue reading Banned on the Run, Day 115 – Footy in October
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