Day 10 Wednesday 9/2/22 Beaufort to Home, cloudy some rain 25 It’s an overcast morning. We’re up early and say our goodbyes as The Prado’s head home via the backroads and Geelong. We’ll catch up again in a few days. … Continue reading To Great Western and back to the big smoke
Day 9 Tuesday 8/2/22 Great Western to Beaufort, sunny 30 Oh, what a beautiful night. We had every window and hatch open to catch the cool sweet breeze that carried the smells of the bush. Thankfully, for Elle and I, … Continue reading To Great Western, a rough diamond
Day 8 Monday 7/2/22, Avoca to Great Western, hot 31 Last night The Prado’s were worried that their hot water service was giving problems. Later Elle noticed that the fridge was leaking water. This morning the stove wouldn’t light…uh oh … Continue reading To Great Western, rissoles and bubbles
Day 7 Sunday 6/2/22, Avoca, glorious 30 We’re saving our grey water and watering the trees around us. We’re both up early to walk around the town in the golden light. As I sprinkle a little eucalyptus oil in the … Continue reading To Great Western, Avoca & Moonambel
Day 6 Saturday 5/2/22, Maryborough to Avoca, sunny 28 Toothless and his Missus head home with a list of chores to be done. We’ll catch them up again soon. We check out the Paddy’s Ranges campground but forgo driving into … Continue reading To Great Western, Avoca
Day 5 Friday 4/2/2022 Maryborough, light breeze sunny 26 We have a feast of ducks on the lakeshore behind us. An Indian Runner and her clutch of ducklings graze on the lawn. The corellas are making an unholy noise in the trees above and sounding like 1000 broody hens. There are honeyeaters, wood ducks and swans as well as walkers circling the lake. Driving around town we have to visit the piece de resistance, the Maryborough Station. The railway station here is so large that Mark Twain was quoted as saying “You can put the whole population of Maryborough into … Continue reading To Great Western, Maryborough Railway Station
Day 4 Thursday 3/2/22 Maryborough, cold wind 22 The wind is most unpleasant and blows hard all day. Woody takes a few walks and we pop out to one of two Lyal Eales camping stores in Maryborough. You never know … Continue reading To Great Western, Maryborough – When Chinese becomes parmi
Day 3 Wednesday 2/2/22 Castlemaine to Maryborough, sunny breezy 21 It’s a cool morning. Woody discovers that he’s left the solar panels at home. The caravan has two batteries so we’ll just have to use our power a little smarter … Continue reading To Great Western, Maryborough
Day 2 Tuesday 1/2/22, Castlemaine, cooler El Prado races into town to the Lyal Eales store. Any campers visiting Western Victoria could easily find themselves in a campers paradise in these stores which are dotted about the larger towns in this area. His camp chair has broken and he is in need of a part, he returns with the replacement part and a tube of Locktite to keep his nuts in order. We walk across the road to the historic Mill for coffee at Das Kaffeehaus. Instantly we wish we hadn’t already had breakfast as the meals look superb and … Continue reading To Great Western, Castlemaine
Day 1 Monday 31/1/2022, Home to Castlemaine, overcast humid 34 We get away at 12:30pm after a bit of maintenance; a car service and a mammogram. We had planned to all meet up in the crater of Mt Franklin but it is a bit too hot. Not the volcano, the weather. In other words, we’re a bunch of wooses and prefer power for some air conditioned comfort. Thus Toothless’ Missus, Madam Secretary has booked us and The Prado’s into a caravan park in Castlemaine. We have no set plans for this trip it’s just nice to get away again now … Continue reading To Great Western, Castlemaine
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