This Adventurous Age

Adventures travelling and working around Australia.


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2002 Travels April 5

FRIDAY 5 APRIL     ALBURY TO CANBERRA   360kms

It was cold through the night, but the day was clear and sunny and a very pleasant day for driving.

We didn’t rush to get up too early, or hasten over breakfast. I made sandwiches for later.

The drive to Canberra was uneventful. It is a route we have travelled before, so there was little novelty about it.

We stopped at Holbrook for fuel – 88cpl.

Ate our pre-packed lunch at The Dog on the Tuckerbox complex, on the northern edge of Gundagai. There was ample room there to park the rig, and we were able to sit outdoors and people watch while we ate. At the apple sales stall there, we bought a $6 bag of Batlow new season’s apples – good value.

We had just passed through Murrumbateman, on the highway from Yass to Canberra, when son-in-law phoned to check our progress. He said he would go home and wait, to let us in.

There were a lot of roadworks on Canberra’s outskirts, which slowed us down.

We found S and J’s place with no problems: through the centre of Canberra, across the Lake, and then it wasn’t far to Deakin.

SIL was waiting for us. The driveway looked very narrow, but John and SIL between them directed my backing in and all was fine. Then SIL went back to work and we unhitched Truck and set up. There was not room for the awning, or any of our outside table and chairs, so it was not a big set up.

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It took some very careful backing to get in here!

John went to suss out the nearby bowls club and returned with the news that he would be playing tomorrow.

The family got home about 7.30pm. We had been told that S would be bringing things home for tea – we were expected to eat with them. It was, for us, very late and we were very hungry by the time S produced a meal of spag bol.

After tea we chatted for a while, before we retired to the van.

The red gum dining table that John made for them – and which they came down and collected earlier this year – looked really good.

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2002 Travels April 4

THURSDAY 4 APRIL   HOME TO ALBURY   330kms

The plan had been to wait out Easter at home before setting off on our travels. That kept us off the roads and out of stopping places during this hectic traffic period. It also enabled us to  get to know my first grand daughter, born in January.

We finally departed, a day later than intended, and not until 2.30pm.

John really didn’t do a great deal of preparation or packing, until Tuesday. In the preceding six days, he played bowls four times, organized two tournaments, and wrote his Bowls Secretary’s Report, so it was not surprising that he still had lots of trip-related things to do.

L had turned up on Tuesday, as arranged, and brought some belongings with her. But it suited her to return to her sister’s place that night, as her parents were visiting from NSW. She came back on Wednesday and moved into the back rooms, properly. Then she began to learn all the things she has to do and look after.

I wasn’t sure what she made of the chaos about us!

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There might be some method to the chaos!

L seemed to like the cats. They seemed to have recognized the signs of our departure, and become very “clingy”, though Spook was clearly miffed by Tuesday’s annual visit to the Vet and resulting vaccination. I was sure we were leaving them in caring hands.

Despite the apparent packing disarray, I left the house tidy and clean. That was about all I had to organize over the preceding couple of days, while I waited for John to get ready.

John took Truck to the local servo for refuel (84cpl) before we started the process of hitching up the van. By this time, he was quite cross, as he’d forgotten that he needed to buy a new smoke alarm for the front hallway – and he’d had to go off and buy that, and install it.

At least, the hitching up went smoothly enough. That is not always guaranteed at home. Over the last summer, we’d had the front of the block altered, and a proper parking bay for the van carved out of a garden, so that the van was no longer partly encroaching on the driveway.

Now, hitching up involves backing Truck straight up an incline, and getting the Treg hitch in place with the van level, but Truck somewhat nose down. It has not made the task any easier!

We had an uneventful run from home to Albury, via Yea, Seymour and the Hume Highway.

John got tired so I got to drive about 100kms.

As the afternoon wore on, the number of trucks on the highway seemed to proliferate.

It was almost dark by the time we checked in to the Trek 31 Caravan Park, after battling the traffic through Albury. Paid $20.25, after Top Tourist discount, for a drive-through site where we did not have to unhitch Truck.

I made an easy tea: soup that had come, frozen, from home, sausages, bread, sliced tomato.

John returned a call he’d missed, from brother R, who had suggested that he get a trophy made up for John, containing the medallions from the three championships won this season. John was quite taken aback to now discover this is going to cost $217! Much more expensive than first envisaged, but it will be a great memento.

John also phoned daughter S about us getting to Canberra tomorrow. It seemed that she really wanted us to stay at their new place, which we had not yet seen. It will reduce our independence, which I always dislike, but John is quite taken by the information that there is a bowls club very close by. He started to talk about trying to get a game on Saturday.

After that, it was early to bed.

There was a steady procession of trucks past the caravan park through the night – the downside of its convenient location on the main road. They didn’t keep either of us awake, but were noticeable at times when we did wake up.

 


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2002 Travels March

MARCH 18-20     WILSONS PROMONTORY

We wanted to do a short trip away, to test out the new systems away from 240v power. John especially wanted to test out his new bread maker.

We drove to the Tidal River campground, at Wilsons Promontory. This was a favourite area of ours, from our school holiday tenting days, so it was a slightly nostalgic visit.

We paid $18 a night, for an unpowered site, and decided they must still be on summer rates!

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Site at Tidal River – two solar panels on the roof, now

Tidal River was a bit cool, with overcast grey skies. Despite reduced solar input, the power supply seemed to last the time.

The bread maker did work, and duly produced an edible loaf. One part of the process did seem to work more slowly than it had at home, on the 240v power there.

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First bread maker loaf of bread made in van

We walked on the beach at Tidal River, wandered about the very extensive campground, noting changes since our last visit, several years earlier, but did little else.


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2002 Travels

Earlier in the year……

We had realized, back on our extended trip, that we did not really have enough solar power capacity to run the fridge and lights for an extended period.

When we had the van built, in 1997, and even now, solar power installations in caravans and motorhomes were a novelty, very new on the scene, and there were few people who seemed to know much about the field.

Now, John had become fixated upon being able to run a breadmaking machine, when we were not on external, 240v power. My research had suggested that these draw too much power to be feasible for operating via an inverter, but…..

John contacted J – the “expert” in 12v solar systems for caravans – who had installed our initial solar panel. He, of course, agreed with John that it could be done!

So, early in the year, after being serviced at Trakmaster, J collected the van and took it off to his factory in Alphington, to have another solar panel fitted on the roof (as J advised), a second battery and an inverter installed, and associated other bits and pieces fitted.

Truck also got some attention, with new batteries being put into that. This was done by J at the Trakmaster factory.

The work on the van was only supposed to take a couple of weeks to be done – in amongst other jobs – but we became increasingly uneasy when we had heard nothing, after some 5 weeks. On the phone, John was assured that the van was almost ready! It took a few more weeks, and another couple of phone calls, but eventually J arranged to deliver the van back to us.

He duly arrived – in teeming rain – with the door to the battery compartment swinging open and the van door likewise – only held from totally swinging open by the hook. I also noticed that the poptop holders were not fastened down, but fortunately the weight of it had kept it down! I was quite horrified by this slackness.

We had previously heard, at great length, about J’s woes because his wife had gone off with his best friend and how he wasn’t coping well with this. Looked to me like the not coping might have extended to his business as well.

We went into the van to get a demonstration of how the new system worked. It didn’t! No 12v power at all. J protested that it had all been working alright at the factory – it had been tested. He wanted to immediately take the van back to his factory. No way was I letting him have it again.

After some messing around, he thought that the batteries had not been charged, and that leaving the van plugged in to 240v power overnight, would see everything working tomorrow. So much for his “factory testing”.

All up, we were to fork out some $3,700 for the work on the van and Truck.

John went out and bought a Panasonic bread maker, that was supposed to have the lowest current draw of those on the market.

I’d turned my attention to finding a house sitter to live in, look after the cats, mow the lawns, forward our mail. I was not really sure how to go about finding someone reliable, then happened to see an ad in the Age newspaper, put in by a lady looking to house sit. A phone call gave me the information that L was in her 30’s, had given up a career in finance to go to Uni, where she was studying Fine Arts, and that she hoped to continue on and complete a Masters degree. Obviously, she needed to conserve funds, hence the house sitting.

We arranged that she would come and meet in person, and also inspect the place. We liked her, she liked the set up – and the cats. John and I had already decided that we would make the three back bedrooms and bathroom available for a sitter – to enable them to settle in well for the five or six months that we envisaged being away.

All settled – L would move in just before we planned to leave, and receive all her final instructions then.


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2001 Travels October 5

FRIDAY 5 OCTOBER   MOAMA TO HOME   265kms

No time for looking around today. Just driving. It is all country we have travelled before.

We were home by lunchtime.

There was much unpacking and cleaning up to be done.

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One very dirty Truck back at home

The cats seemed pleased to see us. Having them fed once a day by the neighbour had worked out adequately – except when they got into a packet of dried food that had not been put away, and feasted. She’d had to clean up the resulting rather ugly mess!

I paid her $50 for coming in the few minutes each day to feed them, which I considered an adequate amount.

Truck obviously needed a major clean, which would have to wait till John had time.

The new tent had worked well for us.

This comparatively quick trip had been a great break from the toil of Term 3 for me, and for John from his computer based work. It had certainly provided some excellent research and ground work for the travels planned for 2002.


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2001 Travels October 4

 THURSDAY 4 OCTOBER   WHITE CLIFFS TO MOAMA   700kms

Despite the chilly morning, there was no lingering in bed this morning.

We breakfasted, packed up camp and headed out on the unsealed Wilcannia road. There was a long drive ahead of us, to get home tomorrow, because Saturday was the start of the competitive bowls season for John.

We stopped in Wilcannia only long enough to get diesel. This was such a sad town – all the superb old buildings, dating from its time as a major river port on the Darling River, now mostly in a state of real neglect. The dominant aboriginal population was much in evidence around the town – along with much grafitti and boarded up buildings.

From there, it was onto the Ivanhoe road – also unsealed but in pretty good condition. The country was flat for the most part. Some of it was grazing country, in parts there were sections of the rather barren saltbush type scrub country one finds around Broken Hill, to the west, and in other sections there was mallee type timbered scrub country. There was enough variation to keep it interesting.

With more time, I’d have liked to look around Ivanhoe, maybe even overnight here – it is another town that is associated in my mind with the pastoral heyday of western NSW. There were more shops and services than I’d expected, as it is such a small place – but I guess being so distant from other centres  accounts for that.

But we needed to keep going.

From Ivanhoe, the road was sealed, which made the driving easier.

From Hay, we were retracing the way we’d travelled north, less than two weeks before.

Stayed overnight in a caravan park cabin, at Moama, across the Murray River from Echuca. Bought fish and chips for tea.

It had been a long day of driving.

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2001 Travels October 3

WEDNESDAY 3 OCTOBER     WHITE CLIFFS

We slept in somewhat. It was too chilly to get up early!

Spent the bulk of the day browsing around White Cliffs. We had been here before, on another school holiday trip. We liked it before, and that was enough reason to detour this way, this time.

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White Cliffs from one of the opal mining ridges

Opal was discovered here in the 1880’s and it became the world’s first commercial opal field. The opal was found in seams and veins that made mining it relatively straightforward. The opal from here features colour flashes in a milky pale background – so it is “white” opal, compared to the “black” opal of Lightning Ridge, to the north east.

The mining here peaked in the early 1900’s, and so too did the size of the township. Although the population has shrunk, it is still a viable small township, and opal mining still continues. It is a spread out place, where mining has occurred on several low hills that surround the centre. The name was due to the white chalky hillsides of the opal bearing areas.

Because of the extremes of temperature here, many people live in dugouts in the hillsides, which maintain an even, pleasant temperature.

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An area of dugout homes cut into the side of the ridge

When we were here last, we got to know a German lady, Barbara Gasch,  who ran a gallery here. She was a master gold and silver smith and did beautiful work featuring opal she and her partner had found. The dugout gallery was adjacent to their dugout home, which she’d showed us round. We’d loved the skylight set into the dugout “roof”, where they could lie in bed and look up at the stars at night.

This time, her gallery was not open and it looked rather as if they may have moved on. I was disappointed, as I’d looked forward to catching up with them again.

We drove out and around some of the diggings areas. Had a bit of a noodle on some mullock heaps, where it did not look as though there was anyone around, or freshly mining, to care about what we were doing. However, we were aware that we may have been on someone’s current claim, so did not stay long at that.

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In one of the opal mining areas of White Cliffs

We drove a little way east out the gravel Mandalay road, where, last trip, we used to ride the bikes out. It was much easier in Truck!

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Typical country surrounding White Cliffs

It was another cold night.

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Dusk over the mining ridge at White Cliffs


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2001 Travels October 2

TUESDAY 2 OCTOBER   TIBOOBURRA TO WHITE CLIFFS   260kms

In the morning, the rain appeared to have stopped.

The motel breakfast that we’d ordered last night, was delivered to our unit. I was feeling pampered.

When we went out to Truck we were embarrassed to find big piles of red mud that had dropped from underneath Truck as it dried out a bit. It made quite a mess on the clean cement forecourt of the motel! We got going as quickly as we could.

We were relieved to find that the road south was open.

It had dried enough for the main wheel tracks to be packed down and not too slippery – but the sides were still sloppy and in places showed where some of the rigs that had travelled it in the rain, had slid off.

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The Silver City Highway, south of Tibooburra

We detoured from the Silver City Highway to have a quick look at Milparinka – these days mostly ruins of what were some quite substantial stone buildings. This was the centre of a gold rush and mining area in the 1880’s. I was pleased to see some attempts to restore and preserve some of the old buildings.

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Restoration of building at Milparinka

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This old Milparinka building was in definite need of restoration

We drove a bit beyond the former township, to Depot Glen, where the explorer Sturt camped by a waterhole in 1844/45. The grave of one of the expedition members, Poole, was there too.

Some 70kms south of Milparinka, we took the road to the east, towards White Cliffs.

This was definitely a minor, back road, but did not seem as badly affected by rain as the road we’d been on. However, there were still some muddy sections, especially where we crossed creek beds – mostly dry, and in one of these a small “pretend” 4WD was stuck. The occupants clearly had no idea what they were doing. They were just out for a drive!

John towed them out of the muck, and then we resumed on our way to White Cliffs. They kept going the way they had been headed and we hoped they’d stick to roads they could manage.

We set up the tent again, in the White Cliffs caravan park. This had a dirt and gravel surface – one does not expect grass in a place as arid as this. There were some shelters scattered about and we set up by one of these – just to make life a bit easier if the rain came back.

John spent some time scraping dried mud from the under parts of Truck. Despite the generous dollops we’d left at the motel this morning, there was still plenty more attached to Truck. It had been carrying a lot of extra weight!

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At White Cliffs – a chunk of dried-on mud from the under parts of Truck

The night was quite cold, so we did not stay up very long after dinner.

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