Wandering to Whorouly, Day 4

Day 4, 13/10/2019 Sunday Whorouly, warm sunny VeeWee leaves to go in search of ancestors’ graves and Woody and I drive into Bright for a look around. Pine plantations, hop farms, avenues of grand trees and neat flower filled gardens. Back at camp the locals are having a working bee, digging, scrubbing and cleaning. Once more we spend the afternoon reading, chatting and snoozing in the sun. Until we realise that the water has been accidentally turned off. A quick ring around and the locals get things going again with a cheery g’day. El Prado reverses over his own solar … Continue reading Wandering to Whorouly, Day 4

Wandering to Whorouly, Day 3

Day 3, 12/10/2019 Saturday Whorouly, early shower, sunny day Woody wanders across to the Whorouly café for coffees and a passing motorist stops to ask if we are enjoying ourselves. “Thank you for choosing our town.” She says. Gee that makes you feel good. We take Double or nuthin’ and Shirley (as in Temple) over to Yackandandah and while we’re there we check out the little caravan park which is bordered by two small creeks just a short walk below the town. The sites are grassy, some have slabs and the cottage style camp kitchen has a large open fireplace. … Continue reading Wandering to Whorouly, Day 3

Wandering to Whorouly, Day 2

Day 2, 11/10/2019 Friday Whorouly, sunny 20 and a passing storm We girls have a lazy morning sitting in the sun chatting while the fellas join hoses up and fill all the vans with drinkable bore water. It’s a short pretty drive into Myrtleford and we buy some much needed vegetables. We watch a thunderstorm building in the mountains to the east then someone mentions ‘pub’ and we get soaked dashing into the Whorouly Hotel. A warming drink, the storm passes and the boys light two fires for the evening. Two of the guys are duelling generators to run their … Continue reading Wandering to Whorouly, Day 2

Wandering to Whorouly

Whorouly, Vic If you’ Day 1, 10/10/2019 Thursday Home to Whorouly, cool 14 to sunny 20 We stop at Yea for a break and as normal Woody checks each wheel. One van wheel hub is abnormally hot and has a burning smell. Thankfully there is a tyre and brake place just up the road and the mechanic quickly adjusts the rubbing brake. Woody realises that the caravan hand brake had been left on and I realise too late that I hadn’t done my Ten Point check when we left home (to make sure that everything was hooked up properly). A … Continue reading Wandering to Whorouly

You’re going where?

Oct 2019 I visit the doctor, a very young fellow since our old family doctor has finally retired, he was bloody old, the same age as me, and I had been nagging him to consider retirement and a life other than peering into other peoples’ crevices. Anyway, back to the young doc, I suggest that my regular appointment should be stretched out a bit as we’re going away. He asks where and rather than confuse him with ‘Whorouly’ which no one seems to have heard of I replace it with Ovens Valley. The Ovens Valley is quite possibly the most … Continue reading You’re going where?

Follow the Sun – Merton to Home

Day 65, 16/9/2019 Monday, Merton to Home, rain 7- Oops, I forgot to look It rained most of the night. We wake to puddles all around us. It’ll be nice to get home to our other life, but we lie in bed listening to the rain and wonder which one is our normal life. The usually brown hills are a bright emerald green. We fuel up with coffee in Yea and thread our way home through the lush Yarra Valley and that folks, is the end of our winter sojourn.  Summary 168kms and now to unpack and succumb to a … Continue reading Follow the Sun – Merton to Home