GUNDAGAI
We are off again on phase two. All going well this voyage will see us travel to South Australia & in particular Kangaroo Island, then up through Adelaide to Port Augusta, down the Spencer Gulf to Port Lincoln then along the entirety of The Great Australian Bight, The Nullabour & into Western Australia. We then continue along the south eastern coast of WA across to Maragaret River, Perth and eventually Broome. Hopefully we will then cover a little of the vast Kimberley region, Arhnem Land then home via outback Queensland.
Our first stop was the historic township of Gundagai. The legend of the Dog On The Tuckerbox is varied, but basically he was a loyal dog that remained on his masters lunch box until he returned from his work on the bullock trails.
WAGGA WAGGA
Our first night was in Wagga Wagga. We camped on the banks of the river on what was a very hot evening. Upon arrival we took the opportunity to have a look at some of Australia’s Air Force history. The display was l great. The boys were able to get up close & have a good feel of all this aviation history.
HAY
Day two we travelled further westward through Hay. Talk about dry heat, about 45 degerees in the shade. At about 7.00pm we pulled off the road onto a wheat farm. The wind was quite stiff so I headed for the highest point on the farm hoping to catch a cooling breeze. The breeze was there but at 9.00 pm was still blowing hot air over us; still at least 38 degrees.
Our first stop was the historic township of Gundagai. The legend of the Dog On The Tuckerbox is varied, but basically he was a loyal dog that remained on his masters lunch box until he returned from his work on the bullock trails.
WAGGA WAGGA
Our first night was in Wagga Wagga. We camped on the banks of the river on what was a very hot evening. Upon arrival we took the opportunity to have a look at some of Australia’s Air Force history. The display was l great. The boys were able to get up close & have a good feel of all this aviation history.
HAY
Day two we travelled further westward through Hay. Talk about dry heat, about 45 degerees in the shade. At about 7.00pm we pulled off the road onto a wheat farm. The wind was quite stiff so I headed for the highest point on the farm hoping to catch a cooling breeze. The breeze was there but at 9.00 pm was still blowing hot air over us; still at least 38 degrees.
