Blogs from Gippsland, Victoria, Australia, Oceania - page 4

Countdown time. 10 days before we fly! Sam is in Gippsland. Orbost, to be exact. Working on the Snowy River Restoration Project. He seems to be enjoying himself immensely. Last I spoke to him he was off to find the plants he had to water.... I'm in Melbourne. Asha is great company and we're making headway on our plans for the trip. She's looking after house and home (trail dirt in from the yard, bark at suspicious looking people and dogs, invite birds to dig up the vegies, replace snout marks back onto the window, make sure I'm up well before the required time for our morning walk...) and I'm working hard (of course!) and writing lists of what we still have to do before we go. Lists and lists... Oh well, that's part of ... read more

We left for our 6 month holiday on November 26, 2006. We left Calgary airport at 8 am, landed in Los Angeles, had an 11 hr stopover and then continued onto Melbourne. We arrived in Melbourne after approximately 40 hrs of travel time. From Melbourne Dave and I plus his family travelled to Stratford, which is about 3 hrs east of Melbourne. The state of Victoria is currently experiencing the worst drought in recent history. As a result there are some severe bushfires burning that we actually saw start. While in this area we did a few tourist activities, including Buchan Caves and Lakes Entrance. The caves are limestone caves that had lots stalactites etc in them. From there we headed to Lakes Entrance which is on Bass Strait, took only photos because the water was ... read more

When I explained to Matt Mulcahy that I was going to travel around Australia, the first question he asked was, ‘where are you starting?’ When I casually replied, ‘Bundalaguah,’ he shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of his beer and said, ‘where else’. Bundalaguah is a small farming community in East Gippsland between Maffra and Sale. It consists of a dozen or more farms, a school, a cricket ground and plenty of beer-stocked fridges. The Simpson family first came to know of the place in the late 70s when Ian and his terry towling hat ventured up the Princess Highway with a Richmond CC team to play a practice clash against the locals. Dad was lucky enough to stay with Neil and Marion Wrigglesworth upon whose property the cricket club stands and, as people do when ... read more