Hiking in the Grampians, country artwork and camping on the Murray River

 

During our month travelling in Victoria we visited three music festivals and caught up with friends in Melbourne as discussed in the previous blog.  In addition March was a good time for exploring various parts of that state. We saw lots of beautiful country and interesting artwork.  Just past the end of the Great Ocean Road is equally as scenic coastline with the added benefit of ‘no people’ around.

 

Rugged coastline near Warrnambool

 

Beautiful quiet bays

 

This map shows our route through Victoria with festival locations highlighted in purple and campsites highlighted in blue.

 

Map of Victoria with our route, campsites (X) and festivals (X) highlighted 

After leaving Port Fairy/Warrnambool we headed north to the Grampians National Park for some hiking.  First stop was the quiet little town of Dunkeld which boasts one of the best dining destinations in Australia, the Royal Mail Hotel. So of course, we had lunch there and also collected all the Grampians hiking brochures at the Tourist Info Centre.   At Halls Gap we visited Brambuk, the national park info and cultural centre.  It was quite sobering going through the aboriginal museum; seeing the photos and reading the stories of aboriginal history in the area.

Brambuk Cultural Centre, the building resembles the sweeping wings of a cockatoo

The first evening in Halls Gap we visited our friends, Phil and Monica (who we met travelling in 2017).  They have a large property and offered us a park at their place.  We all went out to dinner at the local Indian restaurant.  They are intrepid walkers (and founders of Auswalk, a guided walk company) so in the morning we sat down with them and got the lowdown on the Grampians, in terms of which walks and drives to do.  We also got a tour of their amazing vegie garden – figs, avocados, raspberries, tomatoes, spring onions, pumpkins, squash plus lots more.  We came away with a generous collection!  They were very hospitable!

Phil and Monica’s place with the vegie garden on the left hand side.  

 

We then started our walking with a 2.5 hr, 7.5 km(return) hike to MacKenzie Falls.  Nice walk and sunny day,  but I had a bad trip crossing on some stepping stones; was a bit shaken and got some nice bruises.  Spent the night in a quiet NP campground.  

 

MacKenzie Falls

The stepping stones where I wiped out, not paying attention rather than a difficult crossing.

Decided to combine driving and short scenic walks to give ourselves an easier day.  Visited four lookouts for a total of 5 kms of walking and some awesome views.  Spent the night in another NP campground, Stapylton, and finished the day with a walk to some aboriginal art.

 

The Balconnies Lookout

Lake Wartook Lookout, with 360 degree views from the top

 

Ngamadjidj Shelter – aboriginal art with the white stick figures depicting white people

Tackled the steep, hard walk up Mt Stapylton (278 m elevation change). Although it was only 4.6 kms, we found it quite tough and did not go the last little bit to the top as it was very exposed, steep and no one else was around.  Between the walk and the 29C temperature, we were both tired, so later did an easy walk to more aboriginal art and then checked into a caravan park in Halls Gap, where we enjoyed a nice shower.

Even the beginning of the walk was steep

 

 

We named this the ‘chicken rock’ as we passed by it on the climb up

 

This was as far up as we got on Mt Stapylton

 

Great views from up there

More walks followed, more great lookouts and we returned to Phil and Monica’s for another night, which turned into another two nights as Dick spent a day working with Monica on a couple of technology projects.  We had a nice social time and enjoyed two very nice dinners.

 

The view from Sundial Peak

The view we had at dinner with Monica and Phil; note the kangaroos in the background.  The kangaroos and emus happily shared their yard.

Eventually we did leave their place, laden with fresh figs and tomatoes from their garden, and then we did the iconic Grampians walk, The Grand Canyon and the Pinnacles.  Quite a strenuous walk with a 280 meter elevation change on a hot day.  Took us 3.5 hours to do the 4 km return trip. More stunnning views!!!  Before we left the Grampians we headed back south to Dunkeld, treated ourselves to another meal at the Royal Mail Hotel, a free shower at the tourist info and found a nice free camp.  Our last walk was the Picaninny hike (2.4kms) before we drove to the Manja Shelter to view another aboriginal art site, and then moved on to a caravan park in the town of Dimboola prior to booking into the Horsham Country Music Festival. 

This passageway is called the silent street, on the way to the Pinnacles

 

 

The Pinnacles lookout

Happy to be enjoying this view

Another lookout in the southern Grampians

A beautiful Dimboola sunset

In the Horsham area we saw The Pink Lake, Little Desert NP, Mt Arapiles (which is a large rock pile) and The Stick Shed (#101 on the National Heritage List).  It was built in 1941 to store wheat during World War II and is an impressive & unusual example of Australian rural architecture (bush ingenuity & adaptation), which used 560 unmilled hardwood poles ensuring the structure could move and shift in high winds.

Inside ‘The Stick Shed’ – its 265 m long x 60 m wide x almost 20 m high (5 Olympic swimming pools long)

 

Outside view of ‘The Stick Shed’

We’d heard about ‘The Silo Art Trail’ and had a good day driving the 200+kms through six small towns in the Wimmera Mallee region. The silo murals were painted by renowned artists who spent time in each region before using their art to tell a unique story about each town. A great initiative and worth seeing, although there wasn’t much done in each place to encourage you to stay more than the five minutes it took to view the silos. 

Rupanyup painted by Julia Volchkova (Russia)

Sheep Hills painted by Adnate (Melbourne)

Brim painted by Guido van Helten (Australian)

Rosebery painted by Kaff-eine (Melbourne)

Patchewollock painted by Fintan Magee (Brisbane)

We finished that silo day at Swan Hill and started our Murray River time by taking in their light and laser show called ‘ Heartbeat of the Murray’.

 

 

The laser light show over the Murray River, highlighting history and creation stories

Aiming to do some free camping along the Murray River we left Swan Hill (after photographing The Big Cod), visited the Ibis Rookery at Middle Lake (no Ibis but saw ducks and pelicans from the hide), and found an isolated campsite on Gunbower Creek in the forest on Gunbower Island (nr Koondruk). Our next camp was further along the Murray near Echuca.  We spent some time in Echuca doing a tour at the Wharf Discovery Centre. It was very good explaining the interesting history of Echuca and the Murray/Darling River system.  Having got the silo bug we drove to Rochester to see their painted silo and town murals before crossing over the Murray into NSW for our final free camp along the Murray River.

The Big Cod in Swan Hill

Free camp on Gunbower Creek

The second Murray River campsite

The Echuca wharf looking down on the paddle steamers

They had a great map of the Murray Darling Basin on the wall

The Rochester silo murals

Our last Murray River camp at Sandy Beach in NSW before we drove home via an overnight stop in Gundagai

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The March festival trifecta and social times in Melbourne

 

Three out of four weekends in March we attended music festivals in NSW and Victoria. Interesting how we take away something different from each one, and how different they all are, in so many ways.  Reflecting on that, we did a little comparison chart of our impressions as follows (I may have retired but my analytical brain is still working!)

 

Cobargo Festival entrance in the lovely green valley

We had a pleasant two day drive down the beautiful NSW south coast to Cobargo and got settled in the campground in time to see one of the opening acts at 4pm, Margaret and Bob Fagan.  Margaret used to teach at the Montessori pre-school that Amy and Helen attended, so it was nice to speak with her after the show.  Somehow their music always makes me sad; they deliver powerful messages.  It was then full-on concerts (12 in total that day) until midnight.  Great musicians, comedians and satirists. With the layout of the festival stages it was possible to take in parts of two or three acts per session time depending on how we liked them. It was always possible to get into every show.

 

Margaret and Bob Fagan

 

Dick’s nickname at University was Spooner (thats where he came from).  The festival featured ‘Spooners’ Bar, named after a local musician in this case.

All kinds of music and acts

Day two started for us with a visit from another couple who also own an Explorer motorhome like us. Unlike us, they had been up for hours so had a coffee while we had breakfast.  Its like being in a club and most Explorer owners seek each other out on the road so makes it easy to find new, like-minded people to hang around with.  Our first session was the all levels ukulele workshop with an American guitar wizard, Richard Gilewitz. Being keen we sat in the front row.  It was way beyond us but interesting and informative.  At the end I told him I found it confusing that everyone recommended different ways of strumming etc.  He said it was his way or the highway!, and did give reasons why his approach was better.  They expected 18 people at the Ukulele workshop and had over 60 there.  After that we attended another 12 sessions and finished close to midnight again.  Managed to fit in a 5pm drinks session with our Explorer friends and just bought pizza at a stand for dinner so we didn’t miss much.

 

The group ukulele session.  He had everyone playing with their eyes closed.

 

The main thoroughfare of the festival

 

Jam sessions abounded

 

Made a big effort to get to the starting 10am sessions on Day three and ended up seeing six sessions before we left around 3pm that afternoon.  The festival was fantastic and we continued to enjoy new artists every session/every day.  We met a few of the organizers and were really impressed with all the volunteers – so friendly and helpful!  It was a well-run event, great musicians, good camping on the festival grounds and good take away food options, and we had fabulous hot weather to boot in a beautiful, green valley.  What’s not to like!

 

The last day featured a fiddle concert showcasing the top fiddlers who were at the festival.  Great stuff!

Following that festival we headed to Melbourne to catch up with a few friends.  Had to modify our route to avoid the bush fires (forest fires) in Victoria. Enjoyed a pleasant evening and driveway camping with Kathy and Graeme in Frankston South.  The next day Kathy gave us a wonderful tour of the Mornington Peninsula. Had a nice dinner visit and more driveway/street camping with Stephanie and Ron, plus coffee with Jackie and lunch with Margaret.  After that round of socializing and driving the van through Melbourne, we headed to Warrnambool to rest up before our next festival weekend.  Enjoyed a good sleep in, some shopping in Warrnambool and the hot spa before bed (we’re now staying in caravan parks with all the extras we can get).

 

Nice view of Port Philip Bay at Kathy’s house – not bad for driveway camping.

 

Port Fairy Folk Festival

We thought we got to the festival early so we could get a good camping spot and look around the town before the festival opened at 5:30pm. Alas the camping was already quite crowded but we were happy with our spot.

 

View from one side of our van

 

View of the other side of the van – high density living

Saw the opening ceremony and our new friends, The Naked Waiters (ukulele show) plus another 5 shows and got home around 11pm.  The festival was a big production and popular events got full quickly, so we needed to employ new strategies to see the ones we wanted to see.  Better to see shows that showcased 6 – 8 performers so we got more variety, and get there early for popular sessions, like Kasey Chambers (who we enjoy and got to see again).  On day two we saw 6 shows, attended a book launch with our ‘friend’ Greg North (we met him at a few of his shows) and did a Uke workshop, so had an early night, with a 10:30 finish.  Bought Greg’s book of limericks which inspired a new focus for me. 

Big marquees and three screens for the big audiences

 

The group Ukulele workshop with The Naked Waiters from Hawaii

 

Some extra help for a slow learner during the Ukulele workshop

 

The theme of the festival was Woodstock (held 15th August, 1969) and the headliner act was Melanie who performed at Woodstock 50 years ago.  So we took drastic measures to get to see her (including having afternoon naps).  She was on at 8:15pm and we sat in the relevant tent from 4pm (to 1am) watching all the acts in that tent and moving up between acts so we were in a good position to see Melanie, and even then we were quite far back.  But it was worth it and I was singing Melanie songs for two weeks after that.  She was impressive and told lots of good stories, and following her the festival also had a session which gave all the background to how Woodstock was done. They had different acts sing the songs that were sung at Woodstock.  All good fodder for our vintage!  

 

Our seats from 4pm – 1am (about the middle of the tent)

An enlarged photo of Melanie on stage (too far back to even get a good photo on one of the big screens)

After a good sleep in, I woke up and inspired by reading Greg North’s book, I wrote three limericks (copies follow at the end).  We managed to go back to the festival and take in one final act before we went back to Warrnambool and have a rest/recovery day.  Port Fairy was a good festival and an experience of a how a good, large festival works.

 

Dick socializing in the festival grounds with one of the Naked Waiters (our new Uke friends).

At the Guinness stage in the bar for the final act.

Our final festival in the series was completely different, and chosen due to the timing and location. We attended the Horsham Country Music Festival, along with several hundred other grey nomads (seniors) in caravans. Even though we were in the showground we had a nice spot by the river. We made it for the opening evening sessions.  Key memories from that night can be summed up succinctly – yodelling and truck songs!

Opening night concert at Horsham – one outdoor stage, bring your own chair.  Lucky we had great weather.

It was a four day festival but with only 12 performers we decided to do some other touring and focus on the key concerts. The Tribute Concert featured the songs of Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn, John Denver, Dusty Springfield, Slim Dusty, Dolly Parton and Roy Orbison; which gives the flavor of the festival and was well done.  In every concert there were people getting up and dancing at the front, and they were all good dancers. So much so that it was intimidating and took three days for us and others to get up the confidence to join the dancing.

  

The Johnny Cash session at the Tribute Concert

 

Great dancers throughout, lots of line dancing which looked like fun.

We saw the feature concerts on the hot, sunny third day and the evening finale (which featured all the performers up on the stage)  As we’d seen each performer 3 or 4 times, we decided we’d had enough and could skip the last day. 

 

Final concert with all performers on stage

 

Leaving our showground camping spot – Dick still gets to take out the garbage.

A separate blog will cover the hiking and touring we did on this trip, but I’ll finish this off with my three limericks.

 FESTIVAL INSPIRED LIMERICKS

Here we are at another music festival
Running round like a bat out of hell
So many good acts to see
There’s no time to eat or pee
Am now tired and don’t feel so well.

I once played my uke at Port Fairy
Initially the class it was scary
The Naked Waiters were fun
Even with their clothes on
So now I can play and be merry


Inspired by Greg North, the bush poet.
A clever word man, who didn’t show it
Saw him in 3 different places,
Enjoyed all his various faces
Am now writing limericks, altho’ he doesn’t know it.

PS – he does know it now as I sent it to him!