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Published: January 4th 2015
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Port Albert, Victoria
Once a busy fishing and shipping port, now a great spot to relax. From Sale, we drove through the Latrobe Valley past Loy Yang Power Station and coal mine, through stunning green farmland, and down to Port Albert, a historic fishing and shipping port. We enjoyed 2 peaceful nights near the boat ramp and indulged in a scrumptious seafood platter at the local inn. The maritime museum there is excellent, and we’re not just saying that because we know the president of the museum committee. We had the pleasure of visiting Dave on his peaceful 4 acre property at Jack River which he shares with his 3 beautiful dogs.
“Tarra-Bulga National Park (not far from Yarram) protects over 2,000 hectares of Mountain Ash Forest and Cool Temperate Rainforest” which are remnants of the forests that once covered the eastern Strzelecki Ranges. “The cool moist conditions here support a diverse understorey of ferns with over 41 species occurring in the park.” The Corrigan Suspension Bridge stretches through the rainforest canopy to allow visitors to view the lush fern–covered valley below. We have never seen so many, very healthy tree ferns. We enjoyed strolling through the forests and gullies, always on the lookout for the very shy lyrebirds. All we managed to see were the
Tarra Falls - TBNP
Our first glimpse of what was in store very friendly and colourful crimson rosellas, and plenty of evidence of wombats in the park. Our friends from Horsham called us to find out where we were because they were in Port Albert! We met them on the side of the road for a cuppa and a chat and then we followed them to Waratah Bay to camp with them for a couple of nights. We spent a lovely, sunny day with Lockie and Tracey exploring the old lime kilns at Walkerville. We were thrilled to be able to photograph a very busy echidna on the side of a hill right alongside the pathway we were on.
Wilsons Promontory holds fond memories for us. When we lived in Melbourne in the early eighties, we took our kids camping there, and it really is a stunning place. Unfortunately, at $52.60 for an UNpowered site for a night, we decided not to camp in the National Park. We parked the van at a small settlement just outside the park and drove the car in for a day visit. It was a cool, overcast blustery day so swimming at the beautiful beaches was not going to happen. We did enjoy a couple
Against the odds - TBNP
With a little help from the support prop, the magnificent tree fern lives on. of walks, taking in breathtaking scenery, and we also managed to sign a couple of geocaches scattered through the park. We came across a wombat rumbling through the grass and then we almost stepped on a snake while going for our last geocache for the day, not to mention the very rare green lizard hiding under a log.
The next day had us travelling through Fish Creek, where we had to stop the van in the middle of the road so as not to disturb the Remembrance Day service. We enjoyed lunch at Foster and then headed for a rest stop that we had passed a few days earlier. It looked quite nice and there was a waterfall nearby that we wanted to look at. As we pulled in, there was a guy from the council mowing the grass, so as we waited a few minutes. Wendy became aware that another van was about to pull out, and we had seen him before. Kevin had been a volunteer at the Junction View Blaze Aid camp at the same time that we were there in June 2013. We chatted for a while and Kevin continued on his way, in order
Corrigan's Swing Bridge - TBNP
A very safe, strong and sturdy bridge - hardly any swing at all! to board the Spirit of Tasmania the next day. After claiming our camp spot down by the creek, we went in search in Agnes Falls. Driving through stunningly green farmland we pondered where/how could there be a waterfall in this terrain. We soon came to the car park and a short walk had us in front of a truly stunning piece of nature.
Wonthaggi is not known for its warm weather, so we were quite pleased to arrive on a gorgeous, sunny, spring morning. A drive to Cape Paterson was rewarded by more beautiful scenery and a blue wren befriended Peter. We had our sights set on Bass River Camp Ground in the vicinity of a town with a very strange name –Poowong. Once again we enjoyed being able to pull up in a fairly remote, obscure place to enjoy a peaceful night, and no shortage of fellow travellers around us. Remember to click on "
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Mel
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I love echidnas!
but wow! Check out that tick! Poor little fella!