Wednesday, June 13, 2012
REVISITING BENDIGO
Our plan was to travel to Bendigo, but I wanted to include Yarrawonga - love that name - plus it's connection to the Slim Dusty song.
Bendigo Showground was really jumping - all car parks totally full - a huge Lennons Circus tent in the middle and cars everywhere and lots of noise booming out over the area. John parked our rig along one of the rows and went to find the caretaker - who I am glad to say - said that the circus would be leaving tonight and as we knew the Sunday Market would pack up late afternoon, we just had to wait. On top of those complications there was a Bridal Expo on in the Exhibition Building on the site so you, dear reader, can picture just how packed it was.
Several hours later - after several people made their irate feelings known about our rig stuck in the middle - there had been not enough room to turn - we made our way to our preferred camp, it had been quite hot and dusty.
Next day we rolled 90 klm down the Calder Highway to Hanging Rock. The day was coolish, brooding black clouds gathering overhead, as we ascended the stairs passing and photographing THE HANGING ROCK, and the sounds of a youngish female voice, coincidentally - quite eerie, could well imagine the scene as painted by Peter Weir's movie - Picnic at Hanging Rock !
The volcanic rocks were dark and menacing, and you could look through them to the 'normal' landscape - it was a steep climb with many stops needed to catch breath.
In due course - after more photographs - we made our way down the 'easy' path Huh !
Over the next few days we enjoyed the beautiful parks and gardens of the city, caught the historic tram and listened to the interesting recital of history. We got off and explored the only remianing JOSS HOUSE (Prayer House) in the area and learned some more of the Chinese customs.
Our camera got another workout.
Bendigo Showground was really jumping - all car parks totally full - a huge Lennons Circus tent in the middle and cars everywhere and lots of noise booming out over the area. John parked our rig along one of the rows and went to find the caretaker - who I am glad to say - said that the circus would be leaving tonight and as we knew the Sunday Market would pack up late afternoon, we just had to wait. On top of those complications there was a Bridal Expo on in the Exhibition Building on the site so you, dear reader, can picture just how packed it was.
Several hours later - after several people made their irate feelings known about our rig stuck in the middle - there had been not enough room to turn - we made our way to our preferred camp, it had been quite hot and dusty.
Next day we rolled 90 klm down the Calder Highway to Hanging Rock. The day was coolish, brooding black clouds gathering overhead, as we ascended the stairs passing and photographing THE HANGING ROCK, and the sounds of a youngish female voice, coincidentally - quite eerie, could well imagine the scene as painted by Peter Weir's movie - Picnic at Hanging Rock !
The volcanic rocks were dark and menacing, and you could look through them to the 'normal' landscape - it was a steep climb with many stops needed to catch breath.
In due course - after more photographs - we made our way down the 'easy' path Huh !
Over the next few days we enjoyed the beautiful parks and gardens of the city, caught the historic tram and listened to the interesting recital of history. We got off and explored the only remianing JOSS HOUSE (Prayer House) in the area and learned some more of the Chinese customs.
Our camera got another workout.
Friday, June 8, 2012
LEAVING THE YASS VALLEY
In due course in mid May we left amidst the Autumnal beauty of Yass Valley, waving madly to John and Chris,we turned in a southerly direction bypassing iconic places such as Gundagai, Holbrook, Albury; choosing a caravan park in the wine gowing area of Rutherglen. Once again our accommodation had beautiful English trees in their autumnal glory and to top it off the park sat on the edge of King Lake. We were invited to join other residents on the grassy surrounds of the lake for an evening drink and nibble, to watch the sunset, and we were so glad, it was a beautiful sight.
The next day was sunny and we wandered around the picturesque township, bought a few groceries, a trip in the afternoon around the countryside noting some of the wonderful Aboriginal names - Burrumbuttock, Jindera, Sunnawarra, Bundalong, Lake Mulwala, Katamatite and there was another sunset .
The next day was sunny and we wandered around the picturesque township, bought a few groceries, a trip in the afternoon around the countryside noting some of the wonderful Aboriginal names - Burrumbuttock, Jindera, Sunnawarra, Bundalong, Lake Mulwala, Katamatite and there was another sunset .
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