We take a couple of mates out to our new favourite watering hole, the Ky West Hotel near Tongala in northern Victoria. It’s a warm day and we’re enjoying the hospitality of the pub when the farmer across the road decides to spread fertiliser. Around and round he goes and on each pass the pub is shrouded in smelly dust and visibility drops to zero. I don’t know about the quality of the soil but the barman is growing angry. Continue reading Get a load of this
Queensland’s Sunshine Coast, Winter 2017 Camped at Lake MacDonald, nearby Cooroy beckons. Well maintained old timber shops, trees and gardens. There is a large grassed area for RV parking (it’s nice to know that some councils realise how difficult it … Continue reading Cooroy
For us this old rabbit truck was a reminder of our childhood. Continue reading Got any rabbits?
When the recently deposed South Australian Premier referred to our Federal politicians as ‘knuckle draggers’ and an electricity generator as having ‘shat itself’ on television a few weeks ago, I thought it maybe worth a look at our own Australian version of English. The Australian vernacular is peppered with some peculiar expressions. When a nation is forged from the meeting of the world’s oldest surviving culture with a bunch of convict outcasts from an over-populated society, well things can only get interesting. Throw in two centuries of refugees and opportunists from another hundred or so countries and you’ll find not … Continue reading Do ye ken? Pardon? What? Eh? Got the gist? Understanding the lingo
We have a mate who will do anything for a north facing site so that she can pick up satellite reception for Foxtel. During the footy season this becomes a serious issue. Sometimes we agonise over the best way to park the van to get protection from the wind other times it’s all about getting a cool shady spot for a quiet read. Continue reading When a view isn’t everything
“Cleaned sheep dung out of the shower”. Would be my reply. Back in 2016 we had a couple of wonderful days at Jondaryan Woolshed up on the Darling Downs out the back of Toowoomba, but it was cold and wet. The trusty gumboots came out from under the bed and were put to good use, but as we left I just tossed them in a big garbage bag and thought “I’ll deal with you later”. When we hurriedly set up camp down on the Gold Coast I tossed the bag in the shower. Come Sunday morning and in my birthday … Continue reading What’d you do on Sunday?
Stocking up with supplies and standing in a supermarket queue near a mother and teenage daughter when Mum lets loose with “Will you get off that goddamned f***in’ phone? I wanna talk to Nanna!” Continue reading Colourful folk around here
Quite possibly one of the most photographed ruins in the country, the house that featured on the cover of Midnight Oil’s Diesel and Dust album sits in a paddock just outside of Burra, South Australia. One has to agree that it does have character. Continue reading The Midnight Oil house
Enjoying a warm summer’s evening beside the river we get chatting to a couple who live nearby but are spending a few days in their van to see if it is in fit shape for a long trip to The West. Sadly, they seem to think that their trusty old van is in better shape than their marriage and after listening to their jibes and bickering we’d agree that the trip is doomed to failure. If anyone in Western Australia wants a cheap van just keep a sharp eye out on Ebay. Continue reading The Shape I’m In
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