Day 89...to Blaxland Ridge

We left Holbrook this morning and headed up the Hume Highway.

This huge sheep is in Goulburn, where we went for lunch with Aunty Gwlad and cousin Val.

Day 88...Holbrook

Today we left Torquay and headed north. This metal pelican sculpture is on the way to Geelong.

The countryside going up through Victoria was mainly agricultural..

lots of wheat, some canola, sheep and cattle.

Up towards the NSW border, there were lots of fruit trees.

 They used irrigation from the Murray River.

Tonight we arrived at Holbrook. It was a nice little caravan park, but very noisy. The Hume Highway goes straight through the town. The trucks sounded like they were bumper to bumper till after midnight. The view of the sunset shows the new piece of highway being constructed, just behind the caravan park. I hope they have a fence or something to keep the noise down in the town.

Days 84 - 87....Torquay

Tessa and John have Ben and Chester very well trained....notice the treats on their feet...uneaten until they are given permission!!!

Tessa cooked a delicious dinner, plus a lovely chocolate cake for Dave's birthday.

These sculptures are along the bay at Geelong...very cute!

Tessa and I spent quite some time talking about wedding plans...very exciting!

The ring is beautiful...so is the new manicure!

Their nephew Charlie is growing out his fringe...he looks so cute lifting his head to see.

Today we had a picnic lunch on the beach at Point Impossible. We drove along this dirt road towards the beach, looking for a nice spot for lunch. When we arrived, it turned out to be a nudist beach!!!

 

Day 83...to Torquay

Before leaving Horsham this morning, we went to the botanic gardens. The herb garden was particularly good. It was divided off into sections with about a dozen different kinds of herbs.

As we went south towards Hamilton, The Grampians were visible most of the way.

 The countryside was pretty lush with lots of sheep in the paddocks.

The further south we went the worse the weather became....very wet and windy.

There were areas between the farms with lots of tall thin trees.

It was great to arrive at Torquay....lots of hugs!

I rather liked the way this bird happened to fly past just as I clicked the camera!

More hugs!!!

Day 78-82...Mount Barker to Horsham

Today we are celebrating Tessa and John's engagement...very happy day...

 with champagne and strawberries!

This week we have been helping a friend put a garden shed together.

We also fenced in the vege garden to keep the young labrador out!

 

Travelling from Mount Barker to Horsham, it was pouring with rain most of the way. Thankfully it eased when we arrived at Horsham  and we were able to put Rosie up.

This is one of the pretty inhabitants of the caravan park.

Day 77...to Mount Barker... Adelaide Hills

We left Whyalla this morning and headed north towards Port Augusta, then headed south towards Adelaide. I love the Flinders Ranges, they're really beautiful.

As we got closer to Adelaide the agriculture started again. The wheat was growing right across to the ranges...very beautiful.

We saw the Indian Pacific a bit further on on its way from Perth to Sydney.

These lakes were really pretty...they look quite pink. It's the salt content and blue-green algae that make it look so pretty.

We arrived at our friend Jane's place about 4:30pm and met her beautiful cross labrador Ebony.

This cute galah was in the backyard along with some rosellas.

Day 76...Whyalla

This was the sky when I was getting brecky ready this morning...it was pouring with rain somewhere...thankfully it didn't reach us when we packed up.

This was the view from a lookout on Dave's early walk this morning.

This is one of the inhabitants he met along the way on hs walk. 

We drove on to Port Lincoln. It's main claim to fame is its tuna fishing, not to mention Dean Lukin, the olympian, who was a tuna fisherman from here.

The countryside changed considerably going up the eastern side of the Eyre Peninsular. It's very green, with lots of grain crops, mainly wheat.

Further north, towards Whyalla, the vegetation became much sparser. You can see the southern Flinders Ranges in the distance.

We decided to stay at Whyalla for the night. This was the view from the caravan. The tide was way out and kids were flying kites. It had been an exceptionally windy day. The next morning the tide was in and it just looked like any other beach. The boat in the distance is waiting to go into the harbout to pick up either iron ore or grain.