Camping with Macca

July 2018, Elliott Heads, Qld On our way south we meet up with Woody’s brother, Woody the Elder and his missus, the Really Good Golfer and their surprise visitors Woody the Elder’s old mates Macca and Maria. Life on the road is like that, you plan meet ups with folks and then others drop in or just like the look of you and suddenly there’s a happy herd. Anyway, camping with Macca is what I would call a rare experience and like a good steak, best not overdone. We’re sitting outside enjoying a warm and pleasant happy hour when Macca … Continue reading Camping with Macca

Joyce and Frank

Anyone who has caravanned for a time will have a story about being locked in or out of their van and our crazy mates El & Elle Prado have turned door locking into an artform. They’ve successfully locked themselves inside and outside of their van 5 times now and all that we can do is offer sympathy and laugh ourselves silly. When I read this poem in Everything Caravan and Camping I knew it just had to be shared and El & Elle, this one’s for you! JOYCE AND FRANK by Robert Dungey Joyce and Frank had had enough, they … Continue reading Joyce and Frank

Freedom with options aplenty

I was recently trying to explain ‘freedom’ camping to a cousin at a family reunion. The caravanners in the group nodded sagely but this particular cousin is probably still scratching her head and wondering what on earth we all get up to when out on the road. Some caravanners choose to stay in caravan parks but not long after we bought our first pop top caravan we made the decision to explore other options. Caravan Parks, National Parks, Showgrounds, Freedom Camps, Farm Stays, Pub Stays and Rest Areas. In fact, it’s hard not to include the odd rest area if … Continue reading Freedom with options aplenty

We are one

Jan 26, 2020 Dromana, Vic Contrary to the forecast a cool breeze blows from the south, the bay is grey. The smell of frying onions hangs in the air. Why do they always smell so good? Flags flutter overhead. We tune up and settle our ageing bums into plastic chairs as the local Australia Day awards are presented. “Who’s got a copy of the music?” “Here we’ll share, I’ve got one.” Thank goodness I don’t have to drag out my rickety music stand. Kids are licking ice creams, dogs and prams shuffle past. The more curious stay to watch, maybe … Continue reading We are one

Let’s raise a glass to the Mirrool pub

I was pleased to read recently that the Mirrool Pub is back in business and under new management. For the ‘pub stay’ caravanner using the Newell Highway this is great news because the friendly hamlet of Mirrool provides spotless and modern bathrooms (toilets and showers) along with power and water for a small fee. Across the road is the grand old Royal Hotel from which, as legend has it, is where AFL star Billy Brownless once kicked a footy over the grain silos. For those grey nomads making the trek north in winter there’s a big open fireplace in the … Continue reading Let’s raise a glass to the Mirrool pub