Finding Skipworth

Nov 2013, Jamieson, Vic We follow the now wild Goulburn River towards the town of Kevington.  Skipworth Reserve is a jaw dropper, one of the best. It’s a large park with shady ash trees and plenty of mown lawn. There are new drop toilets and concrete fireplaces with BBQ plates attached. There is a phone number nailed to a tree for the local wood man who delivers dry firewood, what a good service. The Goulburn River skirts the park and the sound of the rapids and the huge cicadas is both deafening and wondrous. There are about eight other vans … Continue reading Finding Skipworth

A Summer Strummer

Feb 2020, Rosebud, Vic I met a chap at ukulele group the other day. He’d only recently bought a little uke and was really enjoying the local ukulele groups at Dromana and Rosebud. He said that he now had to find a club near his home and when I asked, he said that he spends his summers camping on the Rye foreshore. Which is part of the area that I wrote about a while back in ‘The Rosebud Foreshore’. Now this guy had to be around 70 and he said that his family had been camping on the exact same … Continue reading A Summer Strummer

We are one

Jan 26, 2020 Dromana, Vic Contrary to the forecast a cool breeze blows from the south, the bay is grey. The smell of frying onions hangs in the air. Why do they always smell so good? Flags flutter overhead. We tune up and settle our ageing bums into plastic chairs as the local Australia Day awards are presented. “Who’s got a copy of the music?” “Here we’ll share, I’ve got one.” Thank goodness I don’t have to drag out my rickety music stand. Kids are licking ice creams, dogs and prams shuffle past. The more curious stay to watch, maybe … Continue reading We are one