July 2018 What price would you put on acres of lawn shaded by mango trees and clumps of spindly gums? Not far from the highway yet perfectly quiet but for the sounds of farm life. A few Brahman cattle grazing, … Continue reading Flaggy Rock Community Campground
Aug 2018 We drive north through picturesque farmlets to Byfield National Park. We were introduced to this lesser known park a few years ago by friends. Today we’re returning to have lunch at the Byfield General Store. But first we … Continue reading Byfield National Park
August 2018 We take the advice of a couple we met at Burdekin Cane Farm and seek out the Great Western Hotel. It doesn’t look much from the outside and there is an enormous shed at the back. Stepping up … Continue reading Great Western Hotel, Rockhampton
Dr Mays Island sits at the mouth of the Elliott River at Elliott Heads near Bundaberg, Qld. Once a part of the mainland what was Dr Mays farm eventually became isolated. It is a treat to watch the ebb and flow of the tide and the patterns that are created in the sand here. There is very little vegetation on the island, a palm, a prickly pear and a few other shrubs cling to this mere hummock. Ground cover plants grasp the crowns of the dunes. Aug 2018 “At low tide and with shoes happily in hand I walk across … Continue reading Dr Mays Island
Aug 2018 After striking heavy traffic on the Bruce Highway down to Calliope. We turn off at a colourful little town called Miriam Vale which is busy with RV’s, has spacious parking but surprisingly offers no camping. We are on … Continue reading Lowmead Hotel
July 2018 The farm is on Waterview Road, so named as it skirts a long lagoon. Greg’s farm stay is on mowed lawns under shady mango trees and overlooking the lagoon. Behind us and up the hill is Greg’s farm … Continue reading Burdekin Cane Farm
July 2018 Our coffee machine is on its last legs and as we head south we do a quick loop the loop in Innisfail to find a decent cup of coffee but instead we find a Chinese temple. We shouldn’t … Continue reading Marvellous Innisfail
Because the RV repairman lives in Ilfracombe and our fridge is on the blink we have booked into our old favourite the Ilfracombe Caravan Park. We roll on in feeling like we’ve come home and who should be staying next door at the Wellshot Pub but our mates TnT (Gawd, I thought we left them behind in Warracknabeal, Vic a month or two back) who are visiting with the ‘Country Pub Camping’ Facebook group. We catch up for drinks in the pub ‘beer garden’ and meet the illustrious Jackie B the founder of the incredibly successful Country Pub Camping group. … Continue reading We were at Ilfracombe June 2018
One must not always think of Queensland as being warm. In winter inland nights are icy and in August in Warwick we find ourselves diving into the caravan for a quick change into long pants and jumpers just so that we can buy some lunch. And for those who know Woody and his love of shorts, that is seriously cold. But the good folks of Warwick have been hard at work to ensure that old Tom Byrnes here is kept warm in his striking scarf and beanie. Thanks to Margaret From Pyrenees to Pennines for the prompt. Continue reading Yarn Bombing
May 2018 From Yowah we hit the road again and for another one and a half hours of red dirt and mulga, though at one point we are arrested, as we crest a ridge, by a fabulous view of hundreds of kilometres of …wait for it… red dirt and mulga. (sorry no photo, I was driving) Around lunchtime we pull into Toompine Hotel known as “The pub without a town”. A corrugated classic with an old tennis court out front and a row of accommodation dongas happily labelled Toompine Terraces. Built in 1893 The Toompine was once a Cobb & … Continue reading Toompine
