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Caravanning Hints12 Comments

Bad habits?

Itching for Hitching

I copped a good hearted ribbing from Peter over at Peter’s Pondering the other day for not untying my shoelaces in my Wet Boots post. I could almost hear my Mum turning in her grave…”I suppose you’ll be putting on shirts without undoing the buttons next!” Guilty, especially those shirts that gape and need to be restrained with a few stitches here and there. After all no one wants to see an old duck’s bra. But I digress. The bane of caravanners is the need for shoes that can be slipped on quickly when leaping out the door backwards. Shoes … Continue reading Bad habits?

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Marlay Point

Itching for Hitching

Mar 2019, Marlay Point, Lake Wellington, Vic Just out of Sale in Victoria, you’ll find a freedom camp on the shores of Lake Wellington. There is lakeside camping on grassy areas and on bitumen. There is a toilet block. The birdlife here is fabulous and the nights are peaceful. Gazing across Lake Wellington will give you some appreciation of the immense size of the Gippsland Lakes. Continue reading Marlay Point

Caravanning Hints5 Comments

Wet boots!

Itching for Hitching

The best reason to pull out your awning is to provide shelter. Shelter from the blazing sun and to keep your boots dry when it rains. Anticipating an early morning start we retracted our awning and retired for the night. An hour or so later a theatrical summer thunderstorm came through. It was warm and muggy and the rain thumped heavily while the clouds boomed, a welcome relief from hot dry bushfire weather. Next morning we were reminded that we’d forgotten to bring our boots in for the night. I guess we’d become used to those hot dry conditions. Continue reading Wet boots!

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The Royal Standard

Itching for Hitching

Mar, 2019, Toora, Vic The tiny milk factory town of Toora (If you’re old enough you may remember Tooralac powdered milk) seems to be battling for survival but it’s grand old pub, The Royal Standard Hotel, is certainly punching above its weight. A herd of us dropped in for a Friday night dinner and we weren’t disappointed by the menu. The seafood platter for one is big enough for two. The fish is locally caught and the meat supplied by nearby Foster butcher Prom Meats (whose sausages I’m sure I’ve written about in the past). Yes, good sausages do deserve … Continue reading The Royal Standard