Sunday 13th February.
Today we headed for Eildon, have to say wow this place is now on the list of absolutely must go back to.
Great kayaking and fishing. It reminded us of Khancoban in NSW but on a much but not too much larger scale but still friendly.
Marysville was next on the agenda, this place was completely destroyed by bushfires two years ago and has been completely rebuilt. People are still living in Government supplied accommodation.
It was here that we actually found a toilet dump in Victoria. This state is not too RV friendly for toilet or garbage disposal.
On to Healesville, Woori Yallock Burleigh Monbulk and on to Berwick and staying with friends that we met in Singapore while working there. Margie and Brian,what legends grin. We had a ball for two days seeing the local sites and again depleting the wine cellar in the van , bugger but can not be helped .
We stayed two days in this paradise.
Tuesday 15th February.
Struck out again today for Romsey to again deplete our wine cellar and beer supplies and visit good friends that Rod grew up with in his early apprenticeship days with Qantas.
Van and Jerry had appointments in the City so we set up camp on their front lawn. 4:30pm was “D” day, they arrived and the BBQ was fired up the corks were removed and much reminiscences recounted. What a great night!!
Wednesday 16th February.
Off again to Woodend to stay with some friends that we met for the first time in Singapore. Greg and Judy fellow Motor bike riders greeted us on to their property, that was great for parking the van on their front lawn. Unfortunately or fortunately for the liver, we had an appointment in the city to have a new flat floor in the back of the tug at ARB, so we said hi and disconnected the van and raced into the City for the fit out.
Upon our return we were forced to partake of a BBQ and copious quantities of alcoholic beverage. These ex Singaporeans are absolutely hopeless when it comes to the finer points of living. Honest we were forced into this most embarrassing situation.
Thursday 17th February
Rod took control of this despicable situation and cooked breakfast although he was a little fuzzy at the time.
8 am was the appointed time for brekkie but it was postponed until about 10am due to lack of interest grin. The rest of the day was pretty quiet with us heading off to sight see and Greg and Judy staying home for a little gardening therapy.
Friday 18th February.
Our apologies to those that may find our ramblings a tad boring but with the onset of our senior years we need to have something to refer to as a reminder of what we have done grin.
Our departure was early to give us heaps of time to get to the ferry to Tassie. We actually stopped before we got to the port to wash the van, it was putrid with diesel grime from the smoke blowing Toyota tug. It did look much better after the scrub but not perfect.
We got an SMS from the ferry mob saying that the departure was delayed for an hour due to late departure from Devonport.
Arriving at Port Melbourne many hours early we took a walk along the water front and enjoyed an ice cream as we waited to hit the pond.
Finally the call was made to line up for the security checks before boarding.
Lining up we joined about 400 plus other vehicles and excited individuals including bicyclists motor bikers and sports car drivers waiting for the order to board.
Finally we drove on to the ship and fortunately were the second van on and hoping to be the second off.
Rod had booked a Deluxe cabin for the run to Devonport and it was superb. Mavis was absolutely beside herself with glee when we got into the room. Talk about excited kids grin. A bottle of bubbly and two bottles of tassie pure water were in the bar fridge when we shut the door.
Our outlook was at the absolute front of the vessel with two windows overlooking the bow of the Spirit of Tasmania. The forecast was for gale force winds and 15 meter seas,how good grin.
Rod was worried about Mavis but had no need. We had dinner an a bottle of wine and retired to the cabin and enjoyed the whole night even though not much sleep was had. Cast the thoughts from your minds oh ye with fowl minds grin. The passage was very rough with the ship at times almost stopping when it hit the in coming seas. Sleep came to us about 30 times through the night hahaha every time the ship crashed into a wave we were awake and looking out the front windows for the splash.
From our room we could watch the seas hitting the port side of the ship and completely washing over her. It was superb. Had brekkie on the ship before docking,then lined up when the doors were opened to meet our most glorious island Tasmania.
Saturday 19th February.
After breakfast we gathered our gear and dropped down to the vehicle deck to join our transport and accommodation. The rig was totally covered in salt from the crossing so it was a welcome site as we left the ship into a drenching of rain that we encountered as we drove off her and confronted Tassie Quarantine.
Confrontation was not the right word. A lovely lady met us under the cover of a huge covered shed in the pi.sing rain and asked if we had any fruit veg or fish. No was the friendly reply. She asked to look in the van (no problem) door unlocked “have you any potatoes or onions????” welllllllll they were the only things that we forgot. Quarantine lady grinned and said that these were the most forgotten items of fruit and veg from the mainland and dropped them in the bin.
Off we went on our Tassie adventure.