Nice Buns!

January 28, 2017January 24, 2017 Itching for Hitching

We’re in Piper Street, Kyneton, Vic. It’s winter and 11 degrees here in the Macedon Ranges region. It is cold, wet and miserable and we stop for a warming coffee at Grist Artisan Bakery. Woody is soon grinning behind a big glazed fruit bun. He says that it is the best that he’s ever had and he’s an expert. The bakery is in an old wooden mill building with big solid beams. It feels rather …well, English. The ceiling is low and the floor uneven and patched. Leaving Woody to his bun I wander off to find the toilet and … Continue reading Nice Buns!

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Eddington

January 27, 2017January 24, 2017 Itching for Hitching

It’s Spring 2016 and we explore the tiny village of Eddington on the Loddon River in Central Victoria with its rendered church. Slates are falling from the church roof and sheep graze in the side paddock. There are pretty cottages … Continue reading Eddington

Bush Poetry4 Comments

Australia Day 2017

January 26, 2017 Itching for Hitching

The Australian Sense of Humour – by Grahame Watt There’s a certain thing Australian you know of, there’s no doubt. It’s the Australian sense of humour, it’s as dry as any drought. When things were crook in Tallarook in … Continue reading Australia Day 2017

Places, Tas6 Comments

Moody River

January 25, 2017September 21, 2018 Itching for Hitching

The Forth River has many moods. Rushing down from the high country it is captured by the Hydro Electricity for it’s energy. Through the hamlet of Forth it swirls in powerful eddies before becoming a picture of gentle stillness as it becomes tidal and nears Bass Strait. Continue reading Moody River

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The Greats – Great Ocean Road

January 23, 2017January 22, 2017 Itching for Hitching

In a recent chat with fellow blogger A Wandering Memory I reminisced about the Great Ocean Road and how of the many trips that we’ve done along there the one that stays in my mind was at night. It was … Continue reading The Greats – Great Ocean Road

Overheard, Qld5 Comments

Dimples

January 22, 2017January 19, 2017 Itching for Hitching

It’s early morning and as I walk along Burleigh Heads beach the voice behind me extols the virtues of buying quality and not being afraid of the cost. I glance up at the multitude of high rise apartments and presume that she’s talking about real estate. As she and her friend pass she mentions that the tights that she is wearing cost $120! And I notice that the quality is indeed so good and so figure hugging that they highlight all of the cellulite in her bum. Continue reading Dimples

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Girgarre Moosic Muster 2017

January 21, 2017January 19, 2017 Itching for Hitching

Leave your pretentions at the door Last night (Jan 5th) it was 27° at 9:30pm in Girgarre, Vic. The few banjos fell silent and the only sound was the “plonk, plonk” of Banjo frogs. Tonight it is ‘walk up’ night … Continue reading Girgarre Moosic Muster 2017

Caravanning Hints5 Comments

Widow Makers

January 20, 2017January 19, 2017 Itching for Hitching

Quite possibly the first rule of camping in Australia, is not to be lured by the shade of an old gum tree. Eucalyptus trees have a nasty habit of shedding their limbs and especially in hot dry weather. The difficult … Continue reading Widow Makers

Point of Interest, Qld5 Comments

The Machinery Mile

January 19, 2017January 19, 2017 Itching for Hitching

In western Queensland, the Ilfracombe Historical Society has garnered tractors, trucks and heavy machinery from properties all over the district and placed them in a line beside the highway. Each piece of equipment has been painted up in its original colours … Continue reading The Machinery Mile

Caravan Parks3 Comments

This Camp is on the Nose

January 18, 2017January 16, 2017 Itching for Hitching

Although the caravan park is neat and clean (being constantly maintained by a team of fit young men), it does have a location problem; It is adjacent to the largest cemetery you’ve ever seen (60,000 souls), well, in these parts anyway. It is also opposite the veterinarian and we’re woken every morning by barking dogs, lots of barking dogs and every evening there is an all pervading ‘fug’ coming from the vet’s dog poo disposal unit. Eew. Continue reading This Camp is on the Nose