Thursday, November 13, 2014

Not Fade Away

We shall not fade away, we shall blur and become part of the "Are, Bure, Boke".

Monday, August 18, 2014

Port Fairy

It has a reputation of being a rugged and windswept coast and a lot of it is, but Port Fairy is gorgeous, closeted, historic, in a word magical. A port since 1826.

Or as m~ more eloquently put it...

Port Fairy. I was expecting a windswept, cold, eroding village at the end of the Great Ocean Road, but I was bedazzled by a sweet little harbour town with history beckoning at every turn. It didn't hurt that we stayed at the old Merrijig Inn that has been standing amongst the twisted old trees since 1846 even though it had seen rather shabby treatment before being restored as an enticing B&B in 1988. 
The harbour, or port was established in the 1820's before any of the rest of Victoria was settled because there were seals and whales just off the coast. Now it is an inviting, picture-perfect setting for people who have enough time and money to take it easy and reflect on those long gone days of whaling and sealing. 

Tuesday, July 15, 2014


Following in the footsteps of Frederick Ward (Thunderbolt) we passed through Wollun.
I wonder if he shopped here, or more likely he just stuck 'em up, 'your porridge or your life'?

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Waterfall Way

From Armidale to Coffs Harbour, it drops off the New England Plateau in dramatic fashion and was  once ridden by the famous Cpt Thunderbolt.
We didn't drive its entire length, stayed high amongst the clouds and Black Angus.