I rarely travel during January, it being school holidays and the prices reflecting that, along with everywhere teeming with holiday-makers. But this year, I felt a desperate need for nature, preferably of the coastal kind.
Tag: road
One way ticket to the North – Rocky to Campwin Beach
From Rockhampton, I caught a plane the short distance up to Mackay. My daughter had just moved into a house at Campwin Beach, south of Mackay, near the little town of Sarina. I had to see it.
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NSW South-East Coast Part 5
From Albury, I wended my way along the Riverina Highway, ending up in a pretty village by the name of Howlong, with a rather upmarket-looking golf resort.
NSW South-East Coast Part 4
It was late morning by the time I took the turn-off from the Hume Highway to Gundagai.
NSW South-East Coast Part 3
I was out of the Grand Hotel, Kiama by 7 am, partly to get out of the Grand Hotel, Kiama, but mainly to get across the mountains without too many SUVs, caravans, freight trucks and motor bikes piling up behind me, wondering why I’m not negotiating the sharp bends at two or three times the speed limit.
NSW South-East Coast Part 2
After my night at Lake Wallaga, I crossed over to the ocean side of the road to do the cliff walk.
NSW South-East Coast to the Murray – Part 1
It had been a long time since I’d tackled a road trip of any length, but with family responsibilities now sorted and Melbourne’s weather getting me down, it was time I set out again.
I’d never explored New South Wales’ south-east coast. Every time I’d decided on it, something had got in the way. This time I’d nail it. In September, I headed out.
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Maryborough, Victoria
On the way back from the Grampians, I stopped off at Maryborough.
Miners, over thirty thousand of them, rushed here in 1854. Within a decade, companies were mining rich, deep gold leads around the town, the last of these still producing gold in 1918.
Warburton Victoria
A few weeks ago, I escaped the house and headed out into the Yarra Valley. Warburton is a village sitting in a nook surrounded by dark mountains with the Yarra River gushing through. For some reason I’d never been there. What a delightful surprise.
Old Gold-mining Town of Castlemaine
With Christmas over, not to mention 2020, it was time to start exploring again. I headed north of Melbourne to the old gold-mining town of Castlemaine.
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Planning to the Nth 