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Lawson to Clandulla - the end

We spent one night at Lawson, where the daffodils were beginning to bloom, to unpack the van then headed out to Clandulla where as expected the wattle welcomed us home. That's the end of this trip, I hope to retire before we set off again.

Gundagai to Lawson

From here is was a quick drive along fast familiar highways to home and I began to think of yellow things … the canola just beginning to flower, the daffodils I expected to find in my garden and the winter wattles welcoming us home.

Gundagai exploring

We were having a coffee at the bakery and I noticed a sign on a hotel saying it was a Cobb and Co coach stop.  That got me wondering if there was a hidden Royal Hotel in the town.  A quick google revealed not that hotel but this derelict one as the former Royal.


We decided to stay a couple of nights at a favourite campsite by the Murumbidgee River and nestled between the wonderful old wooden bridges at Gundagai. I am hopeless at taking iPhone photos, that's my finger in the shot.

Lockhart to Gundagai

We planned to stay in Lockhart for two days but it rained all night and the next morning the creek outside our van door was looking like this so we decided to move on.


I was keen to visit Lockhart, having seen it very empty on Christmas day  last time we were out this way. It's a tiny bit busier on a wet work day.

Tocomwall to Lockhart

We found this wonderful old Royalish Hotel in Urana.

Tocumwall chasing things

We stayed a few days at Tocumwall, delaying our inevitable return home. Down by the river we found this mural and asked a young man who photographing the flood whether he was chasing Pokemon (the craze had just begun at the time) and he said no but his mother-in-law was up in the bushes stalking one. The Latter Day Saints missionaries said they would prefer to talk to people than catching Pokemon but it turns out their phone wasn't capable of it anyway. My phone only chases email and I was getting tired of the rigours or working travel.


Sadly it was time to turn North and head home.  At the border we saw the Murray for the last time on this trip.  There had been so much rain the river was up.

Castlemaine Exploring

From Castlemaine we explored Maldon. It's all old gold towns in this area.   If you look carefully at the window below it says Royal Hotel … yay my first Royal for the trip, though just a Fergie (former Royal).


We were sad to find our favourite bookshop in Melbourne was gone like so many other bookshops but glad to find Book Heaven a stuffed full second hand bookshop in Campbells Creek was still there.


Our rendezvous was in Melbourne for my niece's wedding.  After wonderful weeks of warm mostly dry weather in South Australia, cold wet Melbourne came as a bit of a shock.

Stawell exploring

I wanted to visit this area to see the Grampian mountains.  We had so little time as by now we were hitting out deadline,  I must visit here again.


What a great camping spot, and warm enough to sit outside and observe the birdlife.

Port Elliot to Bordertown to Stawell

Ooops I think I forgot to take photographs for a while.  Here is my abandoned house for the trip … this one is really cactus.

Port Elliot Exploring

We took the historic railway between Goolwa and Victor Harbour where there is a horse drawn tram out along the causeway.  This area has a nice feel about it, I think it would be buzzing in the summer time.

Clare to Port Elliot

I was anxious to go down the Fleurieu Peninsula to see where the Murray River joins the sea.  I didn't really see it but that's Lake Alexandrina over there - where the Murray ends up.

Clare exploring

We found a little time to go on a drive to see the local towns  This wonderful old squatters mansion is outside Mintaro.


There are lots of lovely towns in this area.  Disappointing that I didn't have time to explore and photograph them.

Whyalla to Clare

We headed back into wine country.  The vineyards are not quite to picturesque in the winter.  I guess now, several weeks later they are looking different.

Whyalla exploring

I guess no visit to Whyalla is complete without a visit to the steel works.


It was our third camp in a row beside the sea. This was the view from our van.

Port Lincoln to Whyalla

Sadly this is the turning point of our trip, we are now on our way back home but still lots more to see.  I don't know what I expected to see in the Eyre Peninsular but I think was was surprised by the amount of green farmland.