This morning we left Camperdown and headed south back towards Port Campbell. Driving along I had the song ‘Camptown Races’ as an earworm – not quite the Camperdown Races, but Camperdown did have a racecourse and if you sing it
The campsite we are staying at is called Lakes and Craters Caravan Park and the clue is in the title …. The area has a lot of lakes and craters … telling us a lot about its volcanic origins. Camperdown
We headed off early today – an alarm at 7am (well early for us on holiday!) and on the road around 7.30am. We headed first across to Port Fairy for a quick look round. We knew that it would be
Late yesterday we had an epiphany, but it was not of the good kind …. We realised that Australians celebrate Labour Day, but … they don’t all celebrate it on the same day. In fact, the Victorians seem to like
A mix of things today. The day started with a glimpse of weird Victoriana. We drove a short way to the east of Mount Gambier to the Umpherston sinkhole. This is, as the name suggests, a limestone sinkhole. The cave
This morning we escaped the campsite before 10am ensuring we weren’t sanctioned for being lazy …. We left Robe and headed half an hour down the road to a town called Beachport. This does pretty much what is says on
Our first full day in the campervan today and we overslept! Check-out times on campsites are apparently 10am and can in some places be rigidly enforced. Luckily at Mount Barker it wasn’t as we didn’t leave until about 10.45! From
Today the campervan beckoned … We have booked a campervan so that we can head across to Melbourne. The only issue was that the campervan pick was about an hour’s walk away. So we could have just got a taxi,
A leisurely start to the day saw us reversing our route from the airport – ferry to Elizabeth Quay, train to Redcliffe (changing at Perth Central) and bus to the airport ….. An easy run which meant that we were
Continuing the theme of syllabally-challenged names, today we went to Freo – perhaps better known as Fremantle. This vernacular diminutive – Freo – is what most locals call the port at the mouth of the Swan River. We had been