A couple of months ago, after the passing of my dear Dad at the grand old age of 100, I headed out for some R & R, choosing the Grampians.
Three hours north-west of Melbourne, the Grampians is a series of rugged sandstone mountain ranges and forests. It’s one of Victoria’s most popular holiday destinations for camping, climbing, scenic drives and bushwalking.
I stopped at various country towns along the way. It was a rather gloomy morning in Ballan but I got a good feel about the place when I saw this in the gazebo in the centre of town.
The golf course and parkland are at the back of the shops. Such a pretty town.
And Ararat, with its beautiful Town and Shire Halls.
I stayed at Grampians View Cottages and Units, just outside Halls Gap, the main town of the Grampians.
Early morning at my tourist park.
And yep, those are emus. They came over as I was sitting outside one day, to relieve me of my lunch. A touch intimidating.
I set out early the first morning.
The animals seem almost tame. It’s unusual for a wallaby to stop and just look at you.
I couldn’t do any major walks. I damaged my foot a while ago, and it being winter and the ground being muddy and slippery, I couldn’t risk twisting it. But I got a decent dose of nature anyway.
I love the Grampians. I think it’s all that stone. So grounding. After three days I headed home via the town of Maryborough, a place I haven’t explored before, which I’ll cover next time.