Yarrangobilly Caves & The Snowy Mountains in Spring

My faithful twenty dollar Target case is packed and waiting at the door. We are flying to Sydney and catching a train to Bomaderry, where we will pick up a Ford Falcon and drive to Melbourne via Mt Kosciuszko National Park and Jindabyne.


Train travel from Sydney airport is a breeze. We sat back, relaxed, and enjoyed a picturesque ride to Kiama. It takes about two hours. My feet were on my case, not the seat!!

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At Kiama, we usually change trains for Bomaderry, but today we were put on a bus – this is a common occurrence. It takes about half an hour by train, but be prepared for a longer trip with buses. It took about fifty minutes due to road works.

Bomaderry station is lovely. There is a great station master, who will amuse you with stories and jokes while you wait for the train.

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After picking up the car, we headed inland. Instead of staying in Canberra, we searched for a place to stay the night where we had never been before. Queanbeyan took our fancy and The Central Motel was bed for the evening.


Although bordering in need of a cosmetic overhaul, the bed was very comfortable and it was clean. There is a good sized, fully tiled, clean pool. I recommend it as a good alternative stop over to Canberra, and much cheaper. My only complaint is the towels are small, and worn thin. They definitely need to be replaced.

They have pretty flowers in Queanbeyan.


Ask directions to restaurant precinct. We couldn’t find it, and ended up with a rather dodgy chicken burger from a take away shop and a bottle of wine from the local Liquorland.

The next morning, after a good sleep, we checked our maps and began the two hour drive to Mt Kosciuszko National Park. 


We stopped for lunch in Adaminaby, I had to add to my collection of BIG Aussie Things. So here is the BIG Trout.


After a sandwich from the Adaminaby bakery, we hit the highway again. Lots of bendy roads, lined with haunting, spidery, white snow gums and the skeletal remains of alpine ash. An eery landscape.

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It was a scorching day, expected temperature in Queanbeyan was 37 celsius, though it was a milder 26ish in the mountains. The humidity intensified with every hour, it was a good day to wander through Yarrangobilly Caves, which boast cool temperatures of 8 to 10 degrees celsius year round.

There are two easy caves open to visitors. However, if you have mobility difficulties, there are many steps to navigate in both, and some quite narrow walkways. The park charges a four dollar park fee, and it costs thirty dollars per adult to view the two caves, and make use of the thermal pool. We felt the cost was justified.

The views from the walk to the cave entrance are beautiful.


South Glory Cave is a self guided walk. The impressive entrance had me squealing with excitement. l love caves, and the unknown splendour they promise to share.


South Glory Cave beckoned seductively.


Just inside the entrance, the temperature dropped dramatically and the formations had me enthralled.


There were steps hewn directly into the limestone, as well as plenty made of steel and timber to test our fitness levels…it wasn’t too bad.

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Jersey Cave is only by guided tour. There were five us in the group and the guide was a lovely young lass. Don’t be put off by the idea of a tour. It was intimate and lots of questions and stories flowed.


Lots of impressive stalactites and stalagmites and all of the different types of limestone formations.

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And we went deeper, and deeper and deeper…


After the cool of the caves interior, outside was humid and very sticky, we headed down to the thermal pool. 700 metres down. And then 700 metres back up. You can’t drive and it is steep.

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There are huge tadpoles swimming in the thermal pool. Apparently this is an indicator of the cleanliness of the water. Their bodies are about the size of a walnut.Water temperature is 27 Celsius.


It was getting late, we had to get to Jindabyne for the evening. So reluctantly, we started the slow slog back up from the pool to the car park.

Rydges Horizons in the Snowy Mountains was the location for dinner and bed that evening.


Well earned glass of wine at the end of the day. The restaurant served simple meals and the waiter had a good sense of humor. Good background music for a relaxed evening.


The apartments were very well fitted out for long stays, with laundry and dishwasher to make it a home away from home. Reasonably modern furniture made the dated kitchen and bathroom passable.

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And the view was beautiful.


The room included breakfast in the restaurant, which was okay, but it was hard to find a clean piece of crockery.

Before continuing the drive home, we went for a walk along the lake. It was too beautiful a morning to leave behind. There is an easy path following the water’s edge.


With places to sit, and interesting sculptural work at intervals.


Flat out like a lizard in the sun…


We left the lovely Lake Jindabyne for a look at Thredbo…without the snow. Don’t for a moment think you can avoid paying  for the visitors day pass. There were five cars parked alongside ours with fines on them as we were leaving.


There was one chair lift working, and the ski runs were busy with lycra lads and lasses on mountain bikes.

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There are ample choices of walks. Beautiful on a sunny day.


Cakes at the bakery were not brilliant.


Ha Ha.


Time to head on home. I will have to do the Alpine Drive during snow season, but it is lovely without as well.

Lunch was at Khancoban. A good old Aussie ham, cheese, lettuce and beetroot sanga. An excellent little town to stop at, with an inviting village square atmosphere, and good fishing I am told. Clean toilets!

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Snowy Hydro visitors centre was a quick drop in and look. Murray 1 Power Station is situated here, the second largest power station in the Snowy Mountains Scheme. There are 10 turbines at Murray 1, each capable of producing enough electricity to supply over 95,000 houses. Hard to believe. It wasn’t running on the day we were there, so it was all quiet and layback. They have a really good video showing the work on the scheme. Usually these documentaries are dry and boring, but this one held our attention and we watched it through to the end. Well worth it.

Husband was able to power the hairdryer and partially boil the kettle by peddling one of the power bike’s. I would have good hair, and lukewarm tea!


I had one last stop I wanted to make. Bonegilla. A place where friends and relatives had their first experiences of Australia many years ago. I always wanted to feel what it must have been like. Block 19 is the last remaining block of the 24 on the site, housing up to 8,000 people at it busiest. It is hard to imagine the reality. The lack of privacy and the cramped and primitive shower blocks. Block 19 had flushing toilets, but more common were deep pit toilets.


This was one of the shared dormitories. Imagine this room lined with beds and full of people and their possessions. They give a false sense of how crowded it must have been. There is no insulation. Even on a cool sunny day, the interiors of sleeping huts was quite stifling.


Huts for housing couples and families.


I didn’t feel the presence of those who had passed through Bonegilla. It was too stark, to clean. As if the ghosts had been shooed away from the public eye. I tried to summon how those who were interred would have felt, but it was lifeless.

Old Tallangatta – beautiful scenery.


The White Ford Falcon did a great job. A very comfortable touring car.
































Lorne – The Great Ocean Road

No matter how many times our destination is Lorne on The Great Ocean Road, we are never, less than in awe of the beauty. Different seasons unfold an exciting drama of changing colours and atmosphere.

Although summer is the ideal time to experience the pristine waters, it is also the time when you have to battle for a space to float in the perfect undulating waves. If you don’t like crowds, avoid Lorne during peak summer holiday times. It has much to offer even during the bleakest of winters, with warm cosy cafes aplenty, and a coat, scarf and beanie is all you need for an invigorating, blustery walk on the pier.

There are many grassy places to sit and picnic, or lay back and soak up the sun. The view is beautiful from any height or angle.

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Loutit Bay from the popular walk to the pier.

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Lorne Festival of Performing Arts – held in August – brings to the community, groups like The Nymphs, who strolled the pier after a brilliant performance at the Grand Pacific Hotel a couple of years ago.


Cooler weather gives a good excuse for a coffee or home made soup in one of the many eateries. Moons makes an excellent iced coffee, with real beans sprinkled on top which contrast perfectly with the sweetness of the ice cream. However, don’t go there if you are in a hurry, or expect service with a smile.

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High tide and rough seas – the sea gulls rode those waves. It is not often that I have seen the water this rough or high at Lorne. It was awesome.

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Plenty of bird life. There are also Kookaburra’s frequently sitting on verandahs, waiting patiently for anyone with a bit of mince meat to feed them. It is not recommended you feed the birds.

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The fisherman’s co-op offers a good selection of seafood,  both caught locally, and brought in. I can’t resist the fresh prawns. The chalkboard on the front wall has changing quotes of wisdom.

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An easy stroll along the boardwalk follows the inlet towards the swing bridge.  It offers great photo opportunities with its still glassy surface giving a mirror reflection that is stunning. The Swing Bridge Cafe and Boathouse makes an excellent Chai Latte.

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The inlet offers a safer water play option for families, at low tide.

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Interesting plants spotted along the walk past the swing bridge.

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Erskine Falls is a pretty walk. The blue stone steps make it much easier than the slippery tree roots and dirt I remember sliding down  many years ago. Be wary of snakes.

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Rock hopping at the falls. There are some beautiful walks following the falls for the more adventurous.

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The Lorne skate park has places to sit, and a water tap.It offers a bowl that is suitable for less experienced skaters, so plenty of little kids zig zagging through the older skaters and riders.


Squid of humongous proportions have been landed on the Lorne pier. Such beautiful colours.

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And on a still day, you can often see Stingrays at the shallow end, skimming over the sand under the pier. I can watch them for ages. A relaxing pastime.

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I highly recommend getting up early to watch the sun rise from the pier. It is truly beautiful, and brekky is available across the road on Mountjoy Parade by the time the sun has risen. On this day, it was a bit cloudy, so we didn’t get the full impact of the rising sun, but it was still majestic.

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So lovely.


A feel good experience.


Lovely Lorne. Always worthy of a return visit.

Wollongong and Kiama with my sister in a Toyota


Hello. I am a big fan of the road trip. However long, or short, the km’s, there is so much to discover and enjoy in simple, unexpected ways. Mini breaks are a fantastic way to focus on one area, or as in this trip, two. Sister and I flew to Sydney, picked up a Toyota and drove to Wollongong. We lodged for the evening at Quality Suites Pioneer Sands -Wollongong. The one bedroom apartment was clean,quiet and spacious, with a good sized shower. There is a very nice breakfast area if you don’t want to utilise the kitchen.


Towradgi Beach Hotel  can be accessed via the back of the property. It is huge, with several different areas to sit and relax and have a couple of wines, and a huge feed. We arrived late in the afternoon, starving, and sick of driving, so the fact that the kitchen was open and had a selection of meals between lunch and dinner service was brilliant.

Crispy chips are my downfall…and the house wine was refreshing and perfectly chilled.

It was Friday night, we decided to drive into the Wollongong CBD for a look around – the shops began shutting at about 5.30. We had a quick look around before were locked out in the street. No late night shopping.

The Wollongong foreshore has a sinister feel on a clear day. In the distance, the steel works with it’s powerful presence provides a sense of tension.


Wollongong Nymphs, frolicking in the wash on the breakwater. I had to capture their exuberance, and sheer delight in a simple pleasure – with their permission of course.

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As the sun began to set, the golden reflection cast over the breakwater was magical.

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The walk along the main beach is long enough to provide some exercise. As night fell, the restaurants lit up along the beach, the foreshore looked beautiful. We stayed out well into dark, and enjoyed the benefit of the warm evening. Next time I visit Wollongong, I will definitely reserve a table overlooking the water and enjoy a leisurely dinner. It was lovely.

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And return to Wollongong I did. A month later I had dinner Harbourside at Level One. Under dressed as we were, they were gracious enough to allow us to dine in thongs and casual gear – we promised to be out before their 7pm booking, which suited us just fine, we wanted an early dinner and back to the motel to relax. It had been a long day of travel.


The food at Level One was excellent, I chose a couple of entree’s instead of a main and followed with a delicious dessert. The entrees are decent sized portions, enough to share. Topped with a couple of glasses of house white, we were satisfied and pleased with our choice. Recommend Salmon Bruschetta and Creme Brûlée.

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Low tide accentuates the seawalls, built to hold back an at times, ferocious ocean.

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Harbour in the early evening sunshine. View from Level One. Lovely way to dine.


After a leisurely breakfast on the balcony of our apartment – the sun came out in all it’s glory, giving us a brilliantly blue sky, –  we headed to Kiama.

I love Kiama. I stop there almost every time I head south from Sydney. It is always busy, car parking can be challenging, but with the big clean, grassy park, and the fabulous walk along the waterfront, it is worth circling for a while until a parking space becomes available. We always get a spot, usually up near the blow hole, where the turn over of visitors is relatively quick. The main street has plenty of choice of cafes and eateries but for a cheap and tasty lunch, and a glass of wine, I recommend the The Grand Hotel. They have a comfortable courtyard, and the steak sandwich or BLT, only costs $6.00!!! I didn’t get a photo of our lunch, but l would like to try the Schnitty on the specials board one day. Check out these prices.


Thar she blows. Great booming blow hole. Never lets us down. I have read that the Kiama blowhole is the biggest  in the world. I don’t know if this is true, but I would like to think it is.

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Kiama sea pool. Beautiful. I believe the pool is formed by natural rock formations, so it is irregular in shape, has variable depth, and a natural rock floor. Beware the stubbed toes and scraped knees.

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Aaah. The sea pool water feels so soft on hot tired feet.


Check out these beautiful crayfish. We passed these local guys unloading on our walk along the waterfront. The cray he is holding is tiny, in comparison to the big boys in the tub.

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Lucky to be in Kiama on market day, we had freshly made Turkish gozleme for lunch. Can’t recommend it enough. Yummy. And big enough for the two of us to share. Give it a try if you are there on the right day. Mmmmmm.

We decided not to stay overnight in Kiama, as it was extremely busy and accommodation was scarce. We enjoyed the lovely day as long as we could, but it is a long drive back to Melbourne and we had to leave the sun and blue waters.  We headed home via Saddleback mountain and Jamberoo. A very pretty tourist drive. Much nicer than taking the Princess highway.

We drove through a town we had never seen before, and had to stop! It was the home of another giant Aussie ‘thing‘ for my collection.

Meet The Giant Potato – Robertson NSW


After excitedly elbowing English tourists out of the way – although their children refused to move – we took a photo and resumed our Southward trip.

Another stop with a big thing, although this one is big in its actual size. Holbrook boasts it’s own submarine.


And another BIG thing at Goulburn! The Big Merino.


Ummm. Not sure this end was necessary…


IMG_4721.JPGTry to take a toilet stop at Euroa, you have to check out the pretty doors of the cubicles.






Night fell as we neared Albury. We were ravenous, and walked up and down the streets, reading the menu’s in the many restaurants. There is no shortage of choice for dinner in Albury. We chose The Lounge Tapas Bar and Restaurant. We love share food, and the little individual bubbly bottles were so cute. Nice glasses to sip from.

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And for dessert…Yumm. Cold Rock Ice Creamery. I couldn’t resist the coffee ice cream.


We arrived home in Melbourne,around 1.30am. Tired but happy. It was a short but enjoyable road trip.

Parkes and ‘The Dish’ Tocumwal, Shepparton, a few other places between. Road Trip – October 2015.    

I love a road trip. Chuck a bag in the boot, pack as few items of clothing as necessary, it has become a bit of a ritual challenge to see what treasure we can find to wear in the different towns we stop in for the evening. Sometimes it’s a funky shop, or market stall, other times, it can just be Kmart or Big W. We have found some great bargains!

We do the drive from Sydney to Melbourne a few times a year, and try to find back roads to investigate, and places to stop along the way we have never seen. October 2015, we decided to go inland instead of following the east coast, as we usually do. Following the Newell Hwy was approximately 855km’s but we chose a few detours which made the drive longer, so we stopped two nights on the way down.

It was a drizzly windy day as we merged with busy Sydney traffic, heading towards the Blue Mountains. Neither of us, me, or him who does the lawn mowing, had ever seen the Blue Mountains, so we were very excited. The drive was not as inspiring as I imagined it would be. Most of the way was very heavy traffic and the road was not scenic. After a bit of a struggle we found parking at Echo Point – it is a popular place, and put on coats for a look.


The Three Sisters rock formations are like myself and my two sisters, old, a bit weather beaten but still magnificent. Fabulous walks and photo opportunities are available from this look out, but the weather was closing in and it was freezing. Sadly we couldn’t stay any longer and bolted for the car as the rain set in.


Bathurst was next on our ‘places we have never been to’ list. The Mount Panorama track was ready for the big event and we wondered if we would be able to drive the circuit. The man around the house was jiggling with trepidation when we realised, not only was the track set up, but it was still open to the public. We joined the other cars doing just what we were doing, and followed the Super car circuit.

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‘Oh What a Feeling…’


After an invigorating 6.213km averaging about 40km’s per hour, we left the frenetic racing world behind and zoomed into Parkes. As we approached, we could see the dish nestled in the hills. Excitement was oozing from my driver. He had made us watch the wonderful Australian film ‘The Dish’ before we left home.

The Parkes dish telescope was used to receive live, televised images of the Apollo 11 moon landing in July 1969. 64 meters across, it is very impressive, and there was some squealing from me, and a more subdued excitement from him, when we realised it moves, and quite frequently. The second largest in the Southern Hemisphere, it is one of the first large movable dishes in the world.


We stayed at The Station Motel in Parkes. It was modern, clean, very comfortable and reasonably priced. They offer free DVD’s which guests can borrow, including of course – The Dish. Midnight the cat is on the prowl and will accept a scratch. Microwave and toaster in room was a bonus and real milk not UHT.


They also have a nice restaurant, which I wish we had eaten at. We chose to dine at the local Leagues Club. The atmosphere was not relaxing and the food was of a dubious quality. The wine made up in quantity what it lacked in quality. I am a big fan of the NSW standard drink. Never disappointed.


Continuing the journey south, we hit West Wyalong just in time for lunch. We parked in the main street and walked the length of the town, peering in the closed shop windows. I was delighted when I entered The Royal Hotel. The restoration is sympathetic to the building, retaining the feel of it’s former glory. The ambiance is subdued and comfortable. We sat in Food Alley, the Garden of Eating, in the rear of the hotel was ideal for families with children.

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Unable to refuse a steak sandwich and chips, what I was served was totally delicious. The toasted bread was soft in the middle and crunchy on the outside. Yuuummm. And the wine was perfect. Very enjoyable.


With tummies full – really full, the lunch was quite substantial, we hit the road to Tocumwal for the evening. Most people have heard of Tocumwal, but many say they have never been there. Glad we did. Tocumwal’s river foreshore has easy access to the Murray River from the Main Street. We had a lovely walk, and I had to get a photo with the giant Murray Cod. Love those great Aussie giant things. We stayed at the Bakery Park Motor Inn. Toasters in room. Clean, comfortable, quiet. Reasonably priced.


Dinner was at the Palms Pub. They offer pizza, particularly when they are busy. We were served someone else’s order, which we started eating before we realised it wasn’t ours. When they rocked up with our order, they offered to put it in a box and we could take it with us, but we had to decline. The pizza’s were tasty, but a bit on the heavy side. Thick crusts, a lot of cheese and quite oily. The Sax player accompanying the DJ was very good. It was an enjoyable evening on a balmy night. Nice ambiance, but don’t order pizza unless you are a big eater.


The might Murray beckoned us for another visit. The following morning was warm and sunny. We stopped at Thompsons beach, just before crossing the river into Cobram. It is  Australia’s largest inland beach. Good coffee at The Beach Café.


Murray Duck.


Shepparton was our lunch stop. It has been a long time since we visited Shepparton and the city centre was quite different, with a large friendly shopping mall capturing our attention. I bought a nice red dress with white polka dots for $10. We felt like fresh food, so we bought salads from a supermarket and sat in the Victoria Park Lake reserve. What a beautiful wetlands, and well utilised. People were lunching and walking all around the glorious landscaped areas.


The old boy loves a finger bun.


Crazy Pelicans were fighting and annoying each other like rowdy children.


As well as posing beautifully for the camera.


Swans protecting their young. Vigilant parents.

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The long weekend drive is a favourite. We do them often, to discover and enjoy, simple things that are special in their own ways.

Driving the Nullarbor with my sister and a Ute

Meet my sister Khris…and the ute.

Neither of us had crossed the Nullarbor. It is one of those things we wanted to do, we had to do. So, we left our families at home, with stocked fridges and pantries, and borrowed a ute.


Melbourne to Perth is 3400 km’s. We had no idea what to expect. It didn’t matter. Armed with two dozen bottles of water, we set off on an adventure, free from the trappings of domesticity. Simple Things Traveller was my aim. What would we find on this well documented tourist trail.

First stop was Ararat for fuel. Both for the ute and us. The Ararat Roadhouse has the best coffee and home made cakes I have experienced in any roadhouse. The quality of the food is excellent and very fresh. I recommend the orange cake. Mmmmm. Yumm.


Determined to hit Adelaide before dark, our half way pit stop between Melbourne and Adelaide, was lunch in Nhill. We had some bread in the ute, so I bought two cups of tea and two slices of cheese for $1, from a bemused petrol station attendant. We walked in circles around the car park while we ate. The hours of driving were starting to be felt in our old muscles.

‘Fiesta Nights in Nhill’ Still wondering what that was all about. Colourful sign.


We arrived in Adelaide in time for dinner. The Sage Hotel was one of the few hotels that offered free parking. Customer service was friendly and efficient and although they have a restaurant in-house, we walked to the Astor Hotel in Pulteney Street. Only a few minutes away. They serve a great steak sandwich with chips for a reasonable $15. A nice glass of wine, and back to our hotel. We hit the comfortable beds and slept through until morning, when the excitement of approaching the great Nullarbor got us up and moving.


Iron Knob looms from the salt bush as we approach Port Augusta. Although it is a mine, the view from a distance was quite beautiful. The colours of the Iron Ore contrast harmoniously with the surrounding colours.


Kimba gives us the giant Galah. I am rather partial to the great Aussie giant icons.


Ceduna was our second night on the road. Commonly used as a stop for travellers about to embark on the great Nullarbor drive, we were surprised at how deserted the town was. Dinner was at the Ceduna Foreshore Hotel. The dining room was very busy. Sunday night is the roast dinner special, and it was in full swing. We opted for a schnitzel with chips – and a glass of wine. Yes, it tasted just like it looked…but the wine helped it down.


Ceduna has a brilliant pier, or jetty. I am not entirely sure what the difference is. I took a long but very windy walk. I can’t resist a pier…jetty.


We stayed at the Ceduna East West motel. Unrenovated rooms were cheap at $85, I couldn’t really see too much difference between the renovated and Unrenovated. For a one night stop over, they were fine. Beware the $10 breakfast offer! The motel was practically empty so there was no chef working, which mean’s no breakfast available. Luckily we were able to buy something from the local supermarket, where a glorious rainbow made our empty belly morning a little more bearable. Where is everyone?


Then it was time to hit the road.


It is quite beautiful. The colours are wonderful.

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Funny how a simple sign can be so exciting. We did a reasonable amount of squealing when we saw this.


And then there was a lot more of this.


Head of Bight – Whale watching. We were there at the right time! We saw at least eight mothers with babies. It was incredible. The viewing platforms were great. We spent ages watching whales spraying water from their blow holes and rolling about. Babies played and slapped their tales as mums cruised at a distance. Oh, and the toilets at the visitors centre are very clean.


The view of The Bite is magnificent. The incredible colours were gob smackingly beautiful.


We bypassed Yalata on our way to whale watching, under whispered advice from locals at Ceduna that a couple of ladies on their own should not stop there. We still don’t know why, but drove past the road house with trepidation. By all appearances, it was deserted. But the mystery remains. Instead, we stopped for coffee at the Nullarbor Roadhouse. Not terribly inspiring. But they have their own whale.


Another look at the view a little further on. It was stunning. Take the time to pull into one of the viewing areas. We were glad we did.


Then there was more of this.


Although we didn’t see any of these, we did see lots of feral cats, squished and alive. Surprising numbers of them dashed across the road dodging cars and trucks.


Border town – SA to WA We made it. Be warned if you think you can sneak anything across the border. The check was very thorough. They looked in our Esky and glove box and the centre console. Did you know honey is not allowed across the border?


A bend in the road. We were so excited. I almost had forgotten how to turn the wheel.


Cocklebiddy was our third night on the road and what a brilliant place. I loved the drum kit turned into flower pots.


The rooms are basic but clean and beds comfortable. The restaurant filled quickly as the sun set. Huge plates of home cooked food were served and demolished around the spacious dining room. There were several large share tables, good for a chat with other travellers. Wine was served from little bottles rather than poured by the glass. Really cute. The Simple Things are memorable. We had curry, way too much for our stomachs but so tasty we demolished the lot while watching plates piled high with lamb chops, chips and salad pass by. Next time I am definitely ordering the lamb chops.

Not far from Cocklebiddy is The Caiguna Blowhole. It is one of the many interesting features that can be found during the drive from Melbourne to Perth across the Nullarbor.


Belladonna Roadhouse was big and modern. Not very far from here is where Skylab crashed to earth in 1979. We stopped for a break and coffee, but it was disappointing. They had a push button machine with terrible coffee and a very sulky girl behind the counter. However, if you are travelling with children, they have a covered playground that can be watched from inside. While we were there, a sad Kelpie was tied to the top of the slide. Not sure why.

And then, some more of this…can’t help but be impressed.


Some of the interesting sights along the road were the decorated trees. The CD tree was a ripper. This photo does it no justice. The discs spun and danced in the light breeze, reflecting colours of the rainbow. It was truly beautiful.


Norseman marks the end of the drive across the Nullarbor plain. It is a reasonably sized town, neat and well kept, but deserted. Not a soul in sight. We walked the length of the main street, a group of teenagers emerged from a building and created a moment of noise and movement and then disappeared, leaving us in a silent town again. Many of the shop fronts were shuttered and closed. The public toilets are clean and adjacent to a small park with covered tables. The supermarket was dark and dingy, we struggled to find something fresh to purchase for lunch. A roll and some cheese sufficed and we headed out of town, feeling a little like we had stumbled on another world, it had a slightly eerie feeling. Dreams of a bakery and fresh coffee dashed.

From Norseman we leave the great Nullarbor plain and turn towards Kalgoorlie. A place I had always wanted to visit. Stories of the most brothels in one town, and pubs in abundance filled my imagination. The drive is pretty, but rubbish begins to line the edges of the road. Something I am glad to say was not obvious along the Eyre Highway. Something else we didn’t see along the Eyre highway were emu’s, but they were plentiful on the way to Kalgoorlie. We did much squealing with excitement when we saw them.


We arrived at Kalgoorlie about four o’clock, and very tired, but it was too early for dinner, so we took a walk into town. The huge main street was full of all the shops you would find in any city, at prices far above any charged in the city. The red dust from the mine covered everything, even leaves on bushes. I felt uneasy, the atmosphere was itinerate, tinted and edgy. Our hotel, The Kalgoorlie Overland, was overpriced. A sign on the wall in the kitchenette advised to run the hot water for a while. Two showers later it was still cold. Staff were courteous, but the bathroom and kitchen were poor. I would look elsewhere for accommodation.

Our journey was almost over. The next morning, still fuming over the cold showers, we were on our way to Perth and the Rendezvous Hotel Scarborough. I was well ready for a bit of luxury.

Scarborough Beach is beautiful, but I was surprised that it is unsafe for swimming.


The view from our room was good, even though from the side of the building.

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At night the lights of the pavilion complimented the setting sun.


First night in Perth, we were extremely tired and glad of the comfort of the two queen beds. The soft white linens felt soooo good. We decided on room service, feet up, and a movie with a bottle of wine. The club sandwich was delicious. The chips crisp and tasty.


We stayed in Perth for three nights, walking and catching up with family before boarding a plane back to Melbourne and our respective partners and children. It was a great road trip. We laughed till we cried, we sang till we were hoarse and we reminisced about our wonderful and crazy mum that we lost the month before. I recommend the drive, it is easier than I thought it would be. The road is excellent and very smooth. There are plenty of places to stop for fuel, food and drinks and against popular belief, the sparse scenery is beautiful, and there are interesting sights along the way. Great trip.

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