The Pubs of Winton
Winton Qld, Aug 2014 We enjoy a meal at the North Gregory Hotel in the grand dining room. It is such a relief to have a hotel meal that isn’t deep fried as has been the norm on this trip. … Continue reading The Pubs of Winton
Tag: Humour
Fishing Fleet, Lakes Entrance
The Gippsland Lakes have an area of approximately 400 square kilometres. This boating paradise is the largest inland waterway in Australia. Lakes Wellington, Victoria and King can provide days if not weeks of exploration for sailors. The area is serviced by the larger towns of Sale and Bairnsdale but the lake shore towns of Paynesville, Metung and Lakes Entrance are all about boats and marinas, cafes and pubs, wooden jetties, fish (flattie tails of course) and chips. Sea, salt spray and relaxation. And Ninety Mile Beach a seemingly endless stretch of beach protecting this playground from the ocean. Park your rig, … Continue reading Fishing Fleet, Lakes Entrance
Commonwealth Hotel, Orbost
Sept 2012 We walk up to the Commonwealth Hotel also known as the Top Pub, as opposed to the Bottom Pub at the other end of the main street. It is 5:00pm and it’s Friday. The pub fills with locals who all look way too old to have just knocked off especially with their spreading waists and craggy faces. The cheery young bartender has a luxuriant mop of black hair that would have the patrons envious. The bar has suffered many cheap renovations no doubt performed by some of the old locals now breasting the bar. Under the counter, beer … Continue reading Commonwealth Hotel, Orbost
Urangan Sands
There is an impressive pier at Urangan, Qld on the Fraser Coast. Over 800 metres in length it stretches out across the sands to reach the deep water of Hervey Bay for this was once a cargo pier. To my … Continue reading Urangan Sands
Oh Lord won’t you buy me a generator?
We both have a manageable coffee addiction, probably fuelled by the fact that Woody worked in the coffee industry for many years. Because of this we travel with a small espresso machine that makes a pretty good coffee. However, being on 12 volt battery power when free camping means that we must resort to our Italian stove top pot. This makes quite a good cup and keeps the ‘beasties’ at bay until we are back on real power again. Nevertheless I’m extremely envious of those new vans with lithium batteries that will power an espresso machine. Continue reading Oh Lord won’t you buy me a generator?
SS Dicky
The trader SS Dicky ran aground on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast in 1893. In 2015 the wreck was removed from Dicky Beach for safety reasons. I probably should have categorised this post as ‘No Longer Point of Interest’ but it is a lovely beach! Continue reading SS Dicky
Getting To Know a New Caravan
Jan 2014 Daylesford, Vic As we pack up our camp after our first night in our new van we realise that the car has a puncture. It looks like a rock has pierced the tyre wall. It’s a case of unhitching the van, jacking up the car, changing the tyre, then hitching the van up again. Once the spare wheel is on we nick into Daylesford and do a quick U turn into the tyre repairers. There is a heck of a metallic noise and we discover that we have popped one of our load levellers onto the roadway. Five … Continue reading Getting To Know a New Caravan
The Tree of Knowledge
Commemorating the birthplace of the Australian Labor Party, the Tree of Knowledge is a multi-faceted memorial sheltering the preserved trunk of the original tree. The memorial dominates the main street of Barcaldine. The Australian Labor Party was born out of … Continue reading The Tree of Knowledge
Grateful
Blogger mate Miriam over at Out n’About in her beautiful Valentine’s Day post suggested that we should lie in bed each morning and contemplate and be grateful for what we have. Sorry Miriam I disagree, I lie in bed and wonder which body part will fail today. When my shoulders ache too much from blog reading on the phone I tentatively drop both feet to the floor (my wise old aunt told me once that we should always put both feet to the floor in case one has stopped working in the night). All is well, both feet work. I … Continue reading Grateful
Don’t Follow Us We’re Lost
Aug 2013 Queensland About three quarters of the way from Hervey bay to Tin Can Bay Gabbi Garmin suddenly announces our arrival at Tin Can Bay, which is interesting because we’re in the middle of a huge pine plantation and there is no ocean in sight. We turn off her life support then shock her back to reality and soon she’s back on track again and talking with her mate the satellite. Funny how these devices never say “sorry”. Same trip but this time we are in the new suburb of Warner in Brisbane trying to find a friend’s house. … Continue reading Don’t Follow Us We’re Lost
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