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Great Drives, Vic5 Comments

You’re going where?

Itching for Hitching

Oct 2019 I visit the doctor, a very young fellow since our old family doctor has finally retired, he was bloody old, the same age as me, and I had been nagging him to consider retirement and a life other than peering into other peoples’ crevices. Anyway, back to the young doc, I suggest that my regular appointment should be stretched out a bit as we’re going away. He asks where and rather than confuse him with ‘Whorouly’ which no one seems to have heard of I replace it with Ovens Valley. The Ovens Valley is quite possibly the most … Continue reading You’re going where?

Caravan Parks5 Comments

A bang in the night

Itching for Hitching

My favourite time of the day in the caravan is late at night when everyone is asleep. I like to do a crossword or sudoku or a little macrame and just listen to the night noises, the call of an owl, the surf in the distance. Now, just for a minute imagine the sound of a plywood cupboard door slamming. Now imagine that multiplied and echoing around a lightly built caravan (of plywood and thin plastic held together with glue and staples) when a couple of not so happy campers arrive late after a too long drive and start banging … Continue reading A bang in the night

Caravanning Hints, Qld13 Comments

It’s a Grey Issue

Itching for Hitching

The handling of grey water is a contentious issue for caravanners in this country. Some campgrounds don’t like people to drop their grey water because sullage hoses that aren’t moved regularly can spoil the ground. On the other hand, we’ve seen desert caravan parks that ask visitors to drop their grey water and helpfully move the sullage hoses around their lush lawns and garden beds for us. That said, it was no surprise when I received this text from friends who for privacy’s sake I’ll call Crafty Colleen and Bob the Builder. “We drove into Charleville Bush Camp and a … Continue reading It’s a Grey Issue