A short distance off the Pacific Highway Crescent Head in NSW is small and unspoilt by modern high rise. It has a relaxed beachside ambience. It is a surf town, in fact the first on the legendary coastal surf trail … Continue reading Crescent Head
Rain, hail or shine we prefer to drive with our lights on for safety’s sake and even in the best of weather sometimes cars can seem to disappear into the shimmer of a mirage. Working our way south through New South Wales last winter we had days of relentless soaking winter rain, here’s an extract from the diary: The rain has finally stopped but although it is clear, it is icy cold. The highway is misty and the sight of acres of golden canola in the mist is magical. The fog rolls in, a real pea souper and we listen … Continue reading Clear Advice From the Professionals
The hardest, most difficult part of any journey, whether it is to be around the world or to the next state or county, is the first five kilometres. Why? Because there are so many excuses, workload, family, medical appointments even household chores. Everything seems to suddenly escalate in importance. For those who work it often feels like it would be easier just to postpone the holiday because there are so many things that must be taken care of before you walk out the door. In my age group we often hear the complaint “but Mum why can’t you look after … Continue reading The First Five Kilometres
When a long cold beer is the only thing to quench a thirst it pays to know the correct terminology. Beer glass sizes in each state can be awfully confusing. Here is a list of the most common names and … Continue reading For a Hard Earned Thirst
I’ve just had a lady at the door trying to sell God to me. We haven’t had one of those in a long time more often than not it is an Indian student at the door trying to sell Energy, of the gas or electric kind. We produce our own solar electricity and I’m sure that with a few more lentil salads Woody could take care of our gas requirements. Anyway I bid her a good day and wished her luck in trying to find a buyer. At least she could laugh about the difficulty of her task. Which got … Continue reading Love Thy Neighbour
Another morning in the National Park camp ground at Woody Head in NSW, I wake up to the sound of something being dragged across the ground. We have been warned about goannas (that’s a bloody big lizard, for the uninitiated) in the National Park but they didn’t tell us about the ingenuity of the Brush Turkeys. This busy little guy has pulled our rubbish bag out of the bucket and he is dragging it around and pecking at the plastic trying to get the food scraps out. Continue reading Taking Out the Garbage
In Lightning Ridge, NSW the Chambers of the Black Hand tour is as unique a tour as its name implies. It is in what they call a ‘walk in’ opal mine and we descend 80 or so steps to 40 … Continue reading Chambers of the Black Hand
Often mistaken for Cradle Mountain, Mt Roland in north western Tasmania is an imposing sight. Moody, imposing and almost mystical when snowcapped in the winter it is a dominating feature of the surrounding farmland. Continue reading Mt Roland
Now here’s a city pub for a change. The Brisbane icon The Breakfast Creek Hotel. In a city that still has many large colonial era hotels this one is a stand out and minutes from the city centre. Continue reading The Brekkie Creek Pub
Ardlethan is a pretty little town in southern NSW and just off the Newell Highway, about a kilometre from it actually. It is the home of the Kelpie. It has an IGA a few shops and the London Hotel. Best of all it has a free short stay caravan park in the heart of town with coin in the slot power at $2 for 12 hours. Now that’s worth pulling off the busy Newell Highway for. Continue reading Almost Free Camp
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