Noodling at Grawin Opalfields

May 2016, Near Lightning Ridge, NSW The Grawin Opalfields is a short drive from Lightning Ridge (about 80kms) and well worth the visit for the pubs and the humour. If you are a fossicker there are public dumps available to noodlers. Need an explanation? Well the professional opal miners dump their unwanted tailings at a public dump. Amateur fossickers must never trespass on mine sites but they may fossick or noodle at these public dumps. Read the signs carefully and only noodle where it is specifically allowed. Fossickers do find small pieces of opal at these places. I have no … Continue reading Noodling at Grawin Opalfields

Finding Francis

Mar 2018, Kapunda, SA Kapunda, home to Woody’s Great Great Grandfather for 30 years in the 1800’s is looking neglected and run down. When copper was discovered here it saved the fledgling colony of South Australia from bankruptcy. Now Kapunda appears to be struggling to survive. The Main Street still has a lot of original buildings but not many bustling businesses. I visit the Info Centre and their resident historian whisks me upstairs and helps me locate on town maps where the family owned sections of land. Once we are back in the car and drive along the Main Street … Continue reading Finding Francis

Loddon River Reflections

May 2019, Bridgewater on Loddon, Vic A meandering pathway follows the river for several kilometres allowing campers to traipse to the renowned Bridgewater Bakery and pub without having to cross the often busy Calder Highway. The walk also provides them with an excuse for buying that big soft fluffy blueberry scroll that was winking at them from the cake display. Continue reading Loddon River Reflections

Rollingstone Pub

June 2018, Rollingstone, Qld The Rollingstone Pub is on the Bruce Highway. The pub is famous for the old fire engine parked out front which makes it something of a landmark on the Bruce. We partake of the $10 Tradie lunch. Elle tucks into a fine T bone and the rest of us choose rissoles, gravy and chips. How Queensland is that? Rissoles, gravy and chips. One day I’ll scrape up the courage to tackle Queensland’s legendary Crumbed Steak. Continue reading Rollingstone Pub