Aussie Jingle Bells – Colin Buchanan

Dashing through the bush, in a rusty Holden Ute, Kicking up the dust, esky in the boot, Kelpie by my side, singing Christmas songs, It’s Summer time and I am in my singlet, shorts and thongs Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!, Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute. Engine’s getting hot; we dodge the kangaroos, The swaggie climbs aboard, he is welcome too. All the family’s there, sitting by the pool, Christmas Day the … Continue reading Aussie Jingle Bells – Colin Buchanan

What do caravanners do?

Over a few Christmas drinks a friend asked “What do caravanners do? For a lot of people the well known ‘Happy Hour’ comes to mind or a quiet read. But no, they don’t all sit around gazing at the bush with a cold beer in hand. It depends on you and how active you are and what your interests are. I tend to lose a little weight on long winter trips as we walk more than we do at home and that is because there is more to see. I find that I become bored of the same old area … Continue reading What do caravanners do?

Power’s Lookout

Harry Power was a bushranger and mentor to the legendary Ned Kelly. Transported to Australia in 1840 as a convict, Harry was to run foul of the law on many occasions before adopting the life of a bushranger. In contrast to his colourful life, he drowned at the age of 72 in the Murray River whilst fishing. Power’s hideout was located 300 metres above the King River in what is now the Alpine National Park. The lookout can be reached from the Mansfield Whitfield Road just south of the King Valley town of Whitfield in Victoria. For more information on … Continue reading Power’s Lookout

Neighbours

July 2016 We arrive back at camp to find that an unusual family have moved in next door. Somewhat pedantic, the father takes two hours to peg down two small nylon tents. The mother does everything else. I think we’re in for some entertainment here. Now let me explain these neighbours….the father speaks in a booming voice with over pronunciation, like a Shakespearian actor without a microphone. Number one son who is about 8 years old speaks the same. Number two son is about 6 years old and is considered inferior by #1. Mother rarely speaks except when #1 bellows … Continue reading Neighbours

Urunga, NSW

Just south of Coffs Harbour, the neat and spacious Urunga Heads Holiday Park is right on the water. Our van overlooks the spot where the Kalang River joins the Bellinger River to flow out to sea. There is a long boardwalk running all the way out to the surf beach. It has had many incarnations and was originally built for the pilot station staff to run out to the river mouth to guide the ships in. Sailing ships used to land here to transport the cedar out. After walking the boardwalk we’ve worked up a thirst so we head to … Continue reading Urunga, NSW