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Balranald in southern New South Wales is home to the Southern Bell frog and this little guy is celebrated throughout the town with cute frog statues. This one at the RSL (for returned service men and women) Club caught my eye. Continue reading The Southern Bell Frog
In historic Burra, SA our caravans back onto the Burra creek in the little caravan park. Ducks wander the park and swim noisily about in the creek below. A small bridge leads to the heart of this charming heritage town with its vine clad verandas and flagstone footpaths. Perhaps we’re biased as Woody’s ancestors settled here back in the 1850’s but we can almost sense their presence, it is a town that is easy to be captivated by. The Caravan Park manager is a bit of a character and he tells us where to park our vans and asks us … Continue reading The pub?
For those new to retirement and caravanning trip planning the where to go and when to go must be baffling. It’s hard enough to come to terms with the fact that you now have all the time in the world. At least until a debilitating illness takes hold of you! Let alone trying to understand why southern caravanners are more interested in northern weather patterns and cyclones on the TV weather report than how tomorrow’s weather will affect their golf game. To put it simply, there’s an exodus north in the southern winter not only to ease the aches and … Continue reading Route Planning
For us this old rabbit truck was a reminder of our childhood. Continue reading Got any rabbits?
Stocking up with supplies and standing in a supermarket queue near a mother and teenage daughter when Mum lets loose with “Will you get off that goddamned f***in’ phone? I wanna talk to Nanna!” Continue reading Colourful folk around here
The Kinchega Woolshed is in the Kinchega National Park on the Darling River just south of Menindee in NSW. The woolshed was built in 1875 and in its heyday wool was loaded onto barges and sent down the Murray Darling … Continue reading Kinchega Woolshed
Port Douglas, Winter 2014 We have new neighbours in a large camper ute that is wider than the site that they are on. While we chat ‘Pete’ starts hacking at the shrubbery, our pretty little dividing garden, and small palms are dug up and despatched to the rubbish bin so that more guy ropes can be pegged in. Hmmm. After they leave for ‘the Cape’ the management remove a rather large palm tree that Pete has felled in his efforts to create the perfect camp site. At least shrubbery grows quickly in this climate. Continue reading Pineapple Pete
Tuross Head on the New South Wales south coast is set on a high ridge with stunning views over the lakes, river mouth and sand spit. On the cliff top I chat to a local man who tells me that sometimes emus can be seen on the sand spit. Now that would be a sight to see. Continue reading Tuross Head
Needless to say I changed my mind. Continue reading Of Spiders and Toilets