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 ‘Feast of Festivals’ begins Jan – Feb 2019

Adding some new experiences into our travel life, we are making 2019 a ‘Year of Festivals’.  In keeping with the new mantra of ‘flexibility’ we have been already taking lots of spontaneous opportunities to visit festivals we hear about, and as part of trying to do some planning we have produced a 3 page spreadsheet listing all the ones we may want to attend sometime this year.

In January we went to a number of Sydney Festival events with friends to start off the year.  Then we heard about the Illawarra Folk Festival, sort of nearby in Bulli NSW, so had a day there with Esther and Ruth.  It was a full day, leaving around 9am and getting back 12 hours later, after catching some part of 23 different acts during the day.  That event helped to establish our plan of attack for getting the most out of the festivals (ie study the program and map a route for the day to get around all the different venues).  

Bulli, a 90 minute drive from home and a full day out.

Illawarra Folk Festival with Esther & Ruth

On 23rd of January we headed up to Tamworth for our first ever Tamworth Country Music Festival.  That was quite an experience with 2800 acts to choose from over 10 days (we were only there for 4 days), 700 entertainers and an influx of 50,000 visitors to the town.  Our friend Chris was there with us for two days; we had one day on our own, and Kevin and Jenny were also there for two days, so it was a great social time.  

Our experiences included another Kasey Chambers concert, the iconic John Williamson, and my new favorite band, The Pigs.

In the pub with our friends for two shows 

 

The Pigs on stage in Tamworth (we also saw them in Bulli and now have their CD)

I feel like a grey nomad groupie but couldn’t resist a pic with T-Bone from The Pigs

In fact the Tamworth experience inspired us to write a song ‘Living Next Door to Abi’ [to the tune of Living Next Door to Alice], as we stayed in Abi’s driveway for two nights.  Then I wrote ‘The Ballad of Dick Stresau’ to the tune of ‘The Ballad of Jed Clampett’, from ‘The Beverley Hillbillies’.  A few days after we got home I woke up one day and announced that I wanted to learn to play the ukulele. So all this music is having an impact on me, maybe making up for lost time.

One of our fellow Explorer Motorhome owner friends said they were going to a ukulele festival in Katoomba, a town in the Blue Mountains near Sydney.  So we decided on a Tuesday that we’d go there as well on the Friday for the weekend.   Very handy having our Lestervan for accommodation.  Needless to say we have never seen so many ukuleles in our life.  We borrowed a ukulele from our friend, Peter, so I was able to go to the beginners ukulele workshop.  We were both astounded by the high calibre of many of the ukulele acts.  If you closed your eyes it would be hard to imagine that you were listening to ukuleles.  It was quite inspiring and looked like a lot of fun!

 

Fun in Katoomba

Masses of people with their ukuleles playing along

As we were in the beautiful Blue Mountains we managed to do a pleasant walk down into the valley beside Katoomba Falls, and being lazy we took the scenic railway back up.  It was a nice way to finish off our ukulele weekend.

Walking beside Katoomba Falls

So far this year we have celebrated Helen’s 29th birthday with a family dinner at the Opera House, and we enjoyed a family weekend down the south coast.  Thats on top of celebrating Dick’s big birthday in late December.  All in all its been a great start to the year, and nice to have summer in Sydney, so I’ll finish this off with a few family photos.  Have also included my two songs, just so I have a record of them.

 

Dick’s birthday

 

Dinner at the Opera House for Helen’s 29th birthday

Chef Helen, on the south coast weekend

 

Hard to believe I could stay up on a SUP ( Stand Up Paddleboard)

 

All hot and tired at the end of a very active beach weekend away 

 

PS – My two songs

The Ballad Of Dick Stresau

By Pat (Tamworth 2019)

Sung to the tune of ‘The Ballad of Jed Clampett’ (aka Beverly Hillbillies Theme Song)

 

Come and listen to a story about a man named Dick 

He hailed from the States, and he was a scientist

Sailed round the world in his precious wooden boat

Ended up in Australia just to get himself a float

 

Cash that is – needed good hard cash

 

Got a job at ETP and he made himself a name

Building detectors got him lots of worldwide fame

Settled in Sydney and made himself at home

Too busy working, so no more did he roam

 

Sydney, that is – amazing harbour, lots of boats

 

Many years went by and then he married Pat  

Got himself two daughters; and left his city flat

They got themselves a Lestervan, which is their second home

So Dick’s now back out on the road; evermore to roam.

 

Dirt, that is – bull dust and corrugations

 

Well now it’s time to say good by to Dick and all his kin.

And they would like to thank you folks fer kindly listenin’ in.

You’re all invited back again to visit at the blog

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Trips, that is – all kinds of adventures

 

Y’all come back now, y’hear?

 

 Living Next Door To Abi

By Pat and Dick (Tamworth 2019) 

Sung to the tune of ‘Living Next Door to Alice’

 

Jenny called, when she got the word

She said “I suppose you’ve heard about Abi”

Well, I rushed to the window, and I looked outside

And I could hardly believe my eyes

This big motorhome pulled slowly into Abi’s drive

 

Oh, I don’t know why we’re leaving, or where we’re gonna go

I guess we’ve got our reasons but I just don’t want to know

‘Cause for forty-eight hours we’ve been living next door to Abi

Forty-eight hours, just waitin’ for a site

To tell her how we’re feeling, maybe get a second night

Now we’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Abi

 

We’d never met her before, but she seemed a good sort

And she gave us some power so we didn’t run short, Us and Abi

She was good at picking music and showing us the club

Didn’t get to hear her sing karaoke at the pub

As the big motorhome pulled slowly out of Abi’s drive

 

Oh, I don’t know why we’re leaving, or where we’re gonna go

I guess we’ve got our reasons but I just don’t want to know

‘Cause for forty-eight hours we’ve been living next door to Abi

Forty-eight hours, just waitin’ for a site

To tell her how we’re feeling, maybe get a second night

Now we’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Abi

 

Jenny called back, and asked how we felt

She said “I know how to help, you get over Abi”

She said “Now Abi is gone, but Slippery Boards is here

You know I’ve been waiting for you to bring some beer”

And the big motorhome disappeared

 

Oh, I don’t know why we’re leaving, or where we’re gonna go

I guess we’ve got our reasons but I just don’t want to know

‘Cause for forty-eight hours we’ve been living next door to Abi

Forty-eight hours, just waitin’ for a site

To tell her how we’re feeling, maybe get a second night

Now we’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Abi