This morning, with a heavy heart (and a much lighter wallet than 3 weeks ago), I packed up the tent for the final time and headed towards home. Echuca to Bendigo The road out of Echuca starts off being very flat, and the countryside gradually becomes more undulating as Echuca is left further behind. After making a right-hand turn in the middle of a little town called Rochester (it has been claimed that this was named after Jack Benny's man-servant but I've been unable to verify this) the hills become more... umm... hilly until finally Bendigo comes into sight in all
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