Gidday all,

 

Left our friend at Seymour to rest up for a few days, then continue his trip northward. We headed northwest into the Whroo state forest, found a campground and pulled up. They found gold around that area in the 1800s and the remains of a mine was not far from the campground, complete with tunnels and shafts, all caged off of course.

 

 

 

 

 

Onward north on small back roads through pretty Eucalyptus forests, then across dairy farm fields we found our way to Echuca at the N.S.W. boarder on the mighty Murray River. After a look around town, we headed west along the Murray and found a secluded spot by the river to camp.

The water looks muddy as usual, and a bit low, but a pleasant spot. River houseboats cruise up and down and powerboats pulling skiers zip past now and again, not too annoying, entertaining really.

 

        Will sit here for a bit and work out our westward track.

Gidday all,

 

  A week or so of socializing with friends. First in Wonthaggi, where we parted ways with the duck. He was a bit reluctant to leave us and I think we will miss him, had become part of our family really.

I think he was enjoying the attention he was getting, telling stories of his travels. Hope he can settle back into city life.

Good to catch up with friends, but time to move on. Our other friend from Tassie floated over to Melbourne while we were in the area so contact was made and about 80ks north of Melbourne we met up.

Spent a night at a rest area on the Hume hwy. Very busy road, never stops. Then moved to a nice spot on the river at Seymour, so peaceful in comparison. Again, nice to catch up.

Well, now to decide on a route to take over to S.A. border, up in the corner of Victoria. May go across to the MURRAY SUNSET NATIONAL PARK, where we came down through last time. Will go through the top part this time. Sounds like a plan so far.

A bit busy for pics lately, so a tribute to the duck

                  see you next time we are in town old mate.

Gidday all,

Along the south coast of Victoria we went along the Princess Hyway, ducking off to the beaches where we could.

Skirted along the coastline to Marlo where the Snowy River meets the sea. Followed the river back towards the hyway and camped on its banks.

 

 

Called into Lakes Entrance and had a look. Very pretty town with the fishing boats moored along one side of the main street.

 

 

 

 

Next stop Wilsons Promontory, stunning views on the road in and a massive campground at Tidal River. Drove around the campground deciding whether to pay for a couple of days stay when we came across a shower block with hot showers. Pulled up,  got out the shower gear, and had a well deserved shower. Got back into the truck and decided it was too crowded there and anyway we had had our shower, so we moved on.

 

 

 

 

 

Out to Cape Liptrap, where there is a little campground and no one about. Had it all to ourselves. Set up camp and stayed for two days, enjoyed the small beach and the solitude.

Only 60 or so ks to Wonthaggi, where we meet up with out friends and deposit the duck back home where we kidnapped him from some sixteen months before. What a tale he will have to tell.

 

 

 

Gidday all,

Went beach hopping all down the coast from Bermagui to Eden. Down dusty National parks and forestry tracks out to the coast.

Out to Camel Rock, near Bermagui, brought back fond memories of our camel trek for the duck, then into town for fish and chips on the pier.

As we were leaving a boat came in and they hoisted up their catch, a large marlin by the looks.

Through Mimosa Rocks National Park and on to Merimbula, where we pulled up at the point and watched as some were fishing on the rocks. Was an overcast and rather cool day, which was a nice change. With a stroke of luck, one of them caught a good size fish.

Continuing south we went into Ben Boyd National Park and explored the coastline. Coming back to the Hwy over winding corrugated roads. Had just turned onto the bitumen and got up to about 50 kph and a loud clattering and shaking came from under the truck. Slowly pulling to the side and stopping on the narrow edge I got out to inspect, thinking a tyre had blown. I was greeted with the tie rod, which holds the front wheels together for steering purposes, had dropped off on one side due to the ball joint falling apart.

After a while wondering what to do I decided to bash it back together and tie it up with wire to get the show back on the road as we couldn’t  stay there. While under the truck I noticed, of course, the inside dual wheel at the back was flat. About one k up the road going slow with hazard lights on we came to a side road with a large clear area so pulled up for the day and changed the tyre.

Eden was just three ks down the road. With a bit of searching on the internet I found an auto parts shop which dealt in truck parts, so next day after a bit more shoring up of the ball joint we limped into town and camped up over the road from the parts shop. It took three days for the parts to arrive and only a couple of hours to fit them. Lucky it’s a relatively easy job to do. It could have been much worse.

With a complete check of the undercarriage of the truck we were off again.

Went out to Davidson whaling station, south of Eden, the last of the whaling stations that operated on the mainland.

 Crossing the Victoria border and out to Mallacoota. On the wharf there Din recognised a shelter where she had left her fishing rod some thirty years before, and would you know it, it was gone. Can’t leave anything lying about now days.

 

So we have turned the corner now and are heading west along the Vic coast. So much cooler, almost cold.

Gidday all,

Congo beach camp was lovely, long walks on the beach, exploring the river bank on the other side and relaxing afternoons. Sharing the area were, sand goannas, wallabies, sooty oystercatchers and cormorants on the beach.

Spent nine days there, the last day the temp outside got up to 45😎. With all windows and doors open and fans at full blast we got the temp down to 40 inside. The next day was expected to be cooler but we decided to move on.

Down the coast, after stocking up in Moruya and filling up with water. Came to a side road into the Eurobodalla National Park leading to Brou Lake, a saltwater lake next to a beach. Camped amongst the spotted gums and the Burrawang palms, a magical spot. During the night Din woke to a sound on the steps, I shone the torch on a possum making his way up the steps. He quickly made off when told to. The door was promptly shut.

Only spent one day there then on to Narooma and another dirt track out to Loader beach. Set up camp next to the beach, only one other camp a long way off. Went to bed with everything open again. During the night Din woke again hearing a sound. This time a possum was sitting on the end of the bed, but with a mouth full of swear words and a sucker jab in the ribs both the possum and I sat up wondering what was going on. He took off out the door and I grabbed the torch.

Needless to say there has been a new rule dictated and will be enforced, to keep the door firmly shut at bedtime. Or I’m a lonely boy…