Follow the Sun, Day 6 – Nindigully

Day 6, Friday 19/7/2019 Lightning Ridge – Nindigully, 6 – 18 Our fingers are cold but it is a glorious morning. Small red ant hills are dotted through the Mulga scrub. The road is quiet, a few wandering sheep and a lot of roadkill, all kangaroos. The crows are busy feasting on the carcasses. We cross into Queensland at Hebel and notice that the iconic pub now allows RV camping, good on ‘em. Around Dirranbandi there are Roos feeding on the roadside grass and a lot of roadkill. We pull up out front of the Nindigully Pub beside the Moonie … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 6 – Nindigully

Follow the Sun Day 5 – Lightning Ridge

Day 5, Thursday 18/7/2019 Lightning Ridge 8 – 18 A lay day lie in, aah heaven. We potter about and do a few chores, like filling the water tanks as we’ve got two freedom camps ahead of us. We buy a new bucket in town as the holey one is of little use, unless we want to call it a basket that is. Lightning Ridge is a funny town that you either love or hate and we love it, so much so that three years ago we spent a week here. It is best described as semi desert as little … Continue reading Follow the Sun Day 5 – Lightning Ridge

Follow the Sun Day 2

Day 2 Monday 15/7/2019, Tocumwal to Mirrool, sunny 8 – 15 We slept really well last night, the van was cosy and warm, the morning is barely cold and there are rosellas outside. In town we have a coffee by the fire in Chrissie’s Book Cafe. Tocumwal is looking prosperous and the sun is warming. Yes, we did make the right decision to get away. Up the Newell Highway at Jerilderie, where bush ranger Ned Kelly once held the whole town to ransom, things aren’t looking as rosy. The street is neat and tidy but there are only a few … Continue reading Follow the Sun Day 2

Follow the Sun Day 1

Day 1, Sunday 14/7/2019 Home to Tocumwal 5 degrees at home, 9 at Tocumwal, now that’s an improvement already. It feels like we’re escaping from a house filled with germs. Since we blew the engine on the Jeep and the car and caravan were towed back from Murray Bridge,SA thus aborting our long planned trip to Darwin, the car has been repaired but we both came down with a virus called Para Influenza. Not the flu that we had been vaccinated against but another strain, one that leaves you with only two abilities, sleeping and drinking soup. Not to mention … Continue reading Follow the Sun Day 1

Where’d you say you’re from?

We’re always intrigued with place name pronunciation and the plethora of towns whose names we’ve mispronounced over the years. When camped at Whorouly we constantly had to keep repeating the name of the town just to get it right…woh-row-lee, who-row-lee. Here’s a list of a few that we Melburnians get wrong: Town Name    Pronounced as  Melbourne’s version Newcastle        Newcassel.          Newcarsel Bulahdelah       Bulladeela         Bewladeela Forster              Foster                  Forster Launceston       Lonceston         Lawnceston Kilkivan              killkeevn          What? Oh the place with the good butcher Toowoomba       t’woombu         Too woomba Canowindra       Canoundra       Canna windra Quirindi             Corindi            … Continue reading Where’d you say you’re from?

Lunch in the park, any park

We had been meandering down back roads all morning and stopped for a sandwich in a park. This is one of the nice things about travelling with a caravan. Everything is at your fingertips, fridge, freezer and a pantry full of goodies. It is so easy to just pull up and start making lunch with everything that you need with you in the van and a pleasant view to go with it. Continue reading Lunch in the park, any park

Leaving for the Winter

Leaving for the Winter Ukulele chords (Apologies to ‘Leaving on a Jet Plane’) (G7) Oh the (C) van is packed, we’re (F) ready to go We’re (C) standing here, out (F) side the door (C) Chatting to our neighbour (F) and sayin’ good (G7) bye Oh we’re (C) leaving, (F) going to Queensland (C) Don’t know when (F) we’ll be back (G7) again (C) Oh (F) gee, can’t wait to (G7) go   (G7) Oh the (C) dawn is breaking, it’s (F) early morn Woody’s (C) waiting, he’s (F) blowing the horn (C) Already we’re so pumped (F) that we could … Continue reading Leaving for the Winter