Tag: Caravanning

Places, Tas6 Comments

Boxing Day

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There are only two places to be today: Sydney for the start of the Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race or In front of the TV watching the start of the Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race eating Christmas leftovers which always taste better next day. For a few days or even less depending on the weather all eyes will be on a screen any screen watching their progress as these mega yachts fly down the coast, cross Bass Strait, track down Tassie’s east coast and swoop into the Derwent River. Where thousands of yachting faithfuls are waiting to cheer them into … Continue reading Boxing Day

Why Caravanning2 Comments

Peace on Earth

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It is the eve of the eve of Christmas Eve, a warm Summer’s evening in Castlemaine, Central Victoria. And like a thousand other parks across the nation, Victory Park is filled with families on camp chairs and picnic rugs soaking up the atmosphere and singing along to the all familiar carols. The sun is low on the horizon and casting its golden glow on the trees. A drummer slipping behind the dais for a slurp of something wet … and cold drops his drumsticks on the ground. Those drummers have a reputation to keep you know. At the front of … Continue reading Peace on Earth

NSW, Places4 Comments

Harrington

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Winter 2017 Three hundred kilometres north of Sydney at the mouth of the Manning River is Harrington, an eclectic mix of old holiday homes and modern two storey houses with stunning views. The river mouth is a small delta and has islands and a rock wall that blocks the sea. One would assume it directs the river to the southern mouth at Manning Point. There is a wide tract of sand stretching into the ocean and 4WD’s are parked on the sand, people are fishing. Bi centennial park is on a rise where the old pilot station once stood, the … Continue reading Harrington

Wildlife3 Comments

The Coat of Arms

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The Australian coat of arms has both a kangaroo and an emu and it is said that they were chosen because neither can walk backwards, thus symbolising a progressive nation. Although both are plentiful it is always exciting to see them for two reasons. Firstly being such large creatures both can cause horrific damage to cars, so the navigator is always on alert for kangaroos and emus and shouting something like “Emu on the right!” Grey Nomads like ourselves aren’t on a strict timetable like younger drivers so we tend to stay off the roads in the early morning and … Continue reading The Coat of Arms

Overheard3 Comments

A long drive huh?

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Mildura is in Victoria’s far north east. Quite possibly its most popular caravan park is the delightful Buronga Caravan Park across the Murray River in Buronga, New South Wales. The park has a laidback holiday feel. The paddle steamers toot toot back and forth all day laden with tourists and there are lovely views of the city of Mildura just across the river. Last winter up on the north coast we have a drink with our neighbours Don and G who are from Mildura and have a shiny new van. They tell us that they checked into nearby Buronga caravan … Continue reading A long drive huh?

Caravan Parks, When Things Just Go Wrong5 Comments

Well that went off with a bang

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I usually do the planning for our trips and Woody says “Just surprise me!” Whenever we’re chatting with mates or newfound friends I note the places mentioned and ‘Heart’ the campsites on WikiCamps, gee I wish they’d give us a colour system so I know which are true favourites or someone else’s recommendation, anyway I took Woody to an ammunition dump for our anniversary. Yep, an ammunition dump, how romantic is that? What the hell was I thinking? Most women would choose a 5 star resort or hotel and break out the glad rags. Not me, I was so busy … Continue reading Well that went off with a bang

Caravan Clubs3 Comments

Pie Night

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Camped in Nagambie,Vic for our September club muster and we shared the caravan park with (or should I say we were grossly outnumbered by) hundreds of hot rods who were in town for the Cranksters Rod Run. On Saturday night the Cranksters were cranking up the music while we furiously baked our pies for our scheduled ‘Pie Night’. The games room was filled with the aroma of dozens of hot pies, peas and mash. While Woody baked his contribution in the pie maker on the van (if there is a kitchen gadget that isn’t on our van I’d like to … Continue reading Pie Night