Day Five Sunday 9th Feb 2014 Traralgon, Vic Last night became mild enough for sleep although the fire choppers woke some of us when they started up again at 3:00am. It’s hot, damned hot. The camp management cook us a … Continue reading In the thick of it
Day 3, Sunday September 8th 2013 Stratford – Melbourne At sunrise we ride our bikes to the rail bridge, wander the stony riverbed and ride into town. We have another killer breakfast before packing up and driving to Sale, then … Continue reading Wandering to the Wally Pub
The Balladonia Roadhouse is an oasis in the woodlands on the western end of the Nullarbor plain in Western Australia. It has a great little museum that features NASA Skylab junk that crashed to earth around here in July 1979. As the spacecraft came down debris was scattered all the way from Balladonia to Esperance so the Esperance Shire cheekily sent NASA a $1400 fine for littering. Note: Esperance is 400kms away from Balladonia by road and probably half that by ‘aircraft’. Did NASA pay the fine? No. Continue reading Littering
Whether it be through luck or good judgment some towns have saved some beautiful examples of iron lacework. These examples are from two very different towns. Firstly the raw mining town of Broken Hill in NSW with its juxtaposition of … Continue reading Iron Lacework of Broken Hill and Maryborough
Grenfell, NSW Last year (2020) we were driving down through New South Wales in a somewhat zig zag fashion. There was no hurry to get home as Melbourne was in Covid lockdown. The spring weather was warm and particularly pleasant … Continue reading Little towns with big hearts – Grenfell
Day 98 Wednesday 1/9/21 Charleville to Wyandra, clear 31 I’m up at 6:00 to breathe the sweet air and take some last photos. I had opened another window at 3:00 and the air smelt wondrous. We bid our farewells to … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 98 – A galah of doubtful gender
Day 96 Monday 30/8/21 Morven to Charleville, hot 31 The smell of the bush out here in the early morning makes you never want to go home. Thankfully our convoy of Christian neighbours leave early and peace returns. It’s a … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 96 – I’m catching a flight!
Day 91 Wednesday 25/8/21 Mulambin to Moura, blue skies It’s sad to be leaving after so long as we’d gotten into an easy rhythm, every day being warm and just pulling on another pair of shorts and a T shirt. We’ve certainly found the warm weather that we’d been chasing. In Rockhampton we stop off at Doblo’s fruit barn to stock up on fruit and vegies and of course we are obliged to have a quick run around Aldi and Dan Murphy’s for grey nomad essentials, bargains and booze. We meet the Prado’s out at the Gracemere turn off and … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 91 – Where bananas don’t grow
Dear readers, due to the vagaries of internet connection and reliable power we’ll be off the radar for a few days while we enjoy red dirt country. See you on the other side. Lindsey, Woody and the pit crew. Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Gone Bush
Day 48 Tuesday 13/7/21 Rockhampton to Mulambin, warm 21 At last, the final drive into Yeppoon. We’ve waited two years for this having made a repeat booking not long after leaving here in 2019, we failed to get into Queensland … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 48 – Make room for another kitchen appliance
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