Part three trip to the North and warmth 2012

Monday was a day of rest (again) and Tuesday morning due to the rain we thought that we would try for another couple of days at Sapphire to wait out the rain (yeh right).

Unfortunately the van park was booked out so we packed up in the rain and headed for Clermont’s Theresa Creek Dam.

We chose to take the road to Capella as opposed to the run via Theresa Creek. This turned out to be a fortunate choice as the flood way at the creek was under nearly a metre of fast water which would have required a long return journey back to Rubyvale.

On the way out to Theresa Creek Dam, we were stopped by a flood way that was about 500 deep. It did not make me feel any better knowing that my new diff breather extensions were in the box in the back of the car ready to fit .

We turned back to set up at the Clermont Show Ground,where we paid $25 for the overnight. Strange thing, we pulled in deciding that we did not need any services and set up. The care taker came along in the evening to collect the fees and said that it was $25 a night. We did explain that we were self sufficient but she said it was that price weather you used power and water or not.

Being of Scottish decent I/we moved down to the powered sites and hooked up next to a nice couple in a Kedron van. And the rain played on.

Wednesday morning we packed and this time made it to the Creek camping area. What a magic place. For the princely sum of $10 per night we set up beside our own personal shelter shed not 10 metres from the water.



Hot showers toilets and a toilet dump are close by and a great little shop with take away’s and coffee for those that are sick of roughing it.

The kayak came off the roof of the tug and the oz pig set up under the shelter shed the 8 cray pots were deposited in the dam and life don’t get much better big smile (1) 



The bird life has to be seen to be believed here. The dam is alive with water foul and Lorikeet’s, Apostle birds and hawks of all types are everywhere. Don’t feed them you will be sorry they come in from no where like mozzies in a swamp if you are silly enough to open the bird seed or flash a slice of bread.

Thursday friends of ours from Tassie dropped in set up beside the shed, they also fell in love with the place. You can see the stress in action below.


Weather has been changeable to say the least. Today Saturday we were shrouded in fog until lunchtime then the sun broke through to give us a superb afternoon. Similar to yesterday, at least we are now seeing some sun, the batteries in the van are smiling.


Tonight is a sausage sizzle at the cafe for a $3 donation and entertainment is provided. Entertainment was pretty average and the rain made it’s presence felt, but it was good.


Cray fish what cray fish, three days and we have only 4 cray fish for our efforts. Can’t complain the dam is a beautiful place to peddle the kayak.

We had a magnificent feast on Sunday night with our friends. Entree consisted of some marinated cray’s that we had in the freezer from Fairbairn dam and the main was some steaks with cray topping. Suppose it could be termed lake and turf or perhaps dam and turf. It was magnificent to say the least. chef

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Tuesday our Tassie friends headed out for the coast and we did a run into town for some supplies. On our return the gennie was cranked into life and we made the batteries feel a whole lot better and did some washing.

This weather is amazing. It’s freezing cold and drizzling most of the time. Luckily we are in a lovely spot. Not quite the warmth that we searched for!

To be continued:

Second instalment of North for some warmth 2012

Still at Lake Maraboon.

Wednesday, should have bought the cray traps in yesterday. We had a couple of hours windless but chose to relax instead. This morning we were greeted with another windy day, so windy in fact that upon stepping out of the van to inhale some of the freezingly fresh air I noted a pelican on the dam being blown along at about 90 knots ya could have skied behind it.

We cracked out the pig last night and warmed a mob of people in the little shelter shed. It was a good night. Nibbles of pickled red claw on jatz and jellied red fin on crackers with a few cleansing ales or wines followed by a lovely piece of dead cow and vegies on the barby, it just doesn’t get much better than this.

An interesting thing happened while we were here. The Discovery van park that we are in increased their tariff from the 1st of July by $8 per day. It is now $40 a day for the privilege of staying here. We do not often stay in van parks and this is a bl..dy good reason why. Thank goodness for self sufficiency. Hmmmmmmm wonder if the carbon tax can be the reason.

Still freezing here did manage to get out and get the pots on Thursday. Only two cray’s but wow what crays, the largest being 40cm long.


Friday. We left Fairbairn dam today and checked into the Sapphire van park. This is more like it. Beautiful bush setting with first rate amenities. Most of the buildings are made from local rock.


The camp kitchen has to be seen to be believed. Every conceivable item that could be required to make and consume a meal is provided.


The fivesies shed is nearly as well equipped with fire wood for the fire place supplied,full wash up facilities and a couple of gas barbies thrown in. Beside this fivesies shed is the wild life feeding area where at 5 pm the wallabies and birds are hand fed.


Booked and had dinner Saturday night at Poppies in Rubyvale.



What a feed, Barra for me and chicken for Mavis, superb, thoroughly recommend this place and the scones and coffee through the day are also great.

Tomorrow Saturday we are booked for an organised fossicking trip to learn the ropes of becoming millionaires in the gem fields.


We met up with the guide Saturday morning at Anakie or rather a little stop just before town at 8:30 am

Two other couples came along and one had three young kid’s.

Gotta tell you its bl..dy hard work trying to get just the right picture of Mavis.

Could not decide weather to get the one of her swinging the pick or using the shovel or perhaps rotating the sieve or even puddling the gravel. Have to say that I did work up quite a sweat just trying to decide. happy (1)



It goes without saying that we both worked up a sweat, got sore muscles,some of which we had forgotten that we had and only ended up with one tiny sapphire worth cutting and a few others that will end up in a jar of water for display. All of this digging for the princely sum of $80 to the guide. We would not recommend this unless you are very keen.

We dragged ourselves home, put a pork roast and vegies in the Webber and ached, sorry relaxed for the rest of the day.

Sunday was a sleep in for the tired bones, then off to the markets in Sapphire.


After wandering around the markets we went to Rubyvale and a visit to the Monique Fossicking park where we paid for three buckets of gravel and spent the next hour washing and sorting the stones. As expected nothing of value apart from one small amber zircon which is at the cutters being shaped with the small sapphire that we found on Saturday.


I have a feeling that there are more sapphire’s on Mavis’s fingers than there are in the ground in Queensland.

Back to Poppies for a lunch that you could not jump over then a tour around Sapphire fossicking areas for a look.

To be continued.

Continuing North for some warmth

Day one of the run North had us travelling the highway North (naturally). We stopped at Gympie for a fuel stop and then carried on to Maryborough to drop in at the RVHomebase.

We put a deposit on a block there about two months ago and wanted to see what progress has been made with the development. Unfortunately for them the constant rain has slowed things down a bit. Non the less it is looking good with several new homes having been completed.

Gayndah was the next stop to pick up some mandarins The mandies looked great but alas the first few were not as sweet as some but improved as we got further into the bag.

We stopped for the night at a great little spot called Rocky Creek. 25 34 50.44S 151 58 54.93E This place was about 30km from Ban Ban Springs and Mavis just happened to see it as we went past. The return was well worth it as it was far enough off the road to be quiet and we had the place to ourselves. Picnic table, garbage bin and a level spot, what more do you need? IMG_9144IMG_9148

Day two of our trip north.

A very civilised lateish start from Rocky Creek had us heading in the general direction of Emerald via the Burnett highway. Biloela was the next fuel stop then a wrong turn took us towards Mt Morgan. The wrong turn was not so bad after all as we found a great camp at the Goovigen show ground. We spent the night for the grand sum of a $5 donation at the local shop which provided for the maintenance of the area. Power, water toilets and showers were available if you were quick enough. A lot of campers were there waiting for the crook weather to subside before moving on. IMG_9150IMG_9149

I failed to mention the crook weather earlier, it has not stopped raining since we left Brisbane.

Another leisurely start and we headed for Dululu, which had a nice little camp in town with toilets,water supply and dump point. We did not stay here instead headed across to the Capricorn Highway and turned West towards Emerald.

Lunch was had outside the Emerald information centre, where we found out that the Maraboon caravan park was booked out on Fairbairn dam (our ultimate destination and the only camping allowed) until Friday. Unfortunately in our haste to get outa Dodge, sorry Brisbane we did not research out destination too well.

This being Wednesday we made a week long booking at the dam from Friday then headed for the Higher Ground Homestay which is a private property 16km SW of Emerald where we set up camp for the princely sum of $5 per night. This fee provided us with a camp site and the availability to top up water. There were a few powered sites that cost $12 per night.


There is a free camp in Emerald that we had the displeasure of staying at some years ago. You can camp under the rail bridge or the highway bridge dependant upon your preferences for noise. We chose the highway bridge and enjoyed the B Doubles pounding over the bridge all night. Some very lucky travellers if they are early enough actually get to camp in between the two and can appreciate a stereo effect of trains and trucks . big smile (1)

I really don’t understand Mavis’s reaction at my suggesting staying there for a couple of day’s. At least the bruises are nearly gone now.punch nose (1)

It was only a short distance to the caravan park on the dam but some Richard Cranium local truck drivers had taken their 40 ton rigs over the 9 ton limit causeway and severely damaged it to the extent that a 9 million dollar repair was required to make it safe again. This meant that we had to go back into town then the long way around to the dam. The causeway will be shut for a long time!

Thursday we went out to have a look at the gem fields of Anakie, Sapphire and Rubyvale and made the decision to return after the dam stay for a few days of fossicking.


Another night was spent at the Homestead and on Friday we headed for the van park at the dam.

It was like old home week at the dam with two lots of friends also there.

Talking to Gordon and Chris about the red claw cray fishing in the area, Gordon invited me out to give him a hand to check his pots on the Saturday after donating their Friday catch to the shell fish starved new arrivals.

It was a very disappointing day for Gordon, he only managed 30 crays. Must say the 30 crays that they caught were huge, the biggest that we had ever seen (we live a sheltered life ) . Gordon & Chris gave us their days catch which Mavis still can’t believe. Have a look at these little morsels.


How good is that?

Sunday we rigged the Hobie and set out to drop our own traps in.

Monday it blew a gale ( well it was windy maybe no gale)

Monday night was a sausage sizzle night in the park. The two managers turn on the sizzle with slaw sauces and bread and great entertainment. It was a good night

Tuesday the breeze is still blowing and the dam is almost surfable. Hopefully the wind will drop long enough to check the pots today.

Stay tuned for the next instalment.


We are orf North finally

Gotta say WOW
We managed to catch a John Williamson concert on the 24th courtesy of our Daughter Terrie. Terrie gave us the tickets for the broken ankle reason as described below.

John Williamson) did us proud. The first appearance lasted for around 1.5 hours then 15 minute break the another hour of magic classical John Williamson.
Ya gotta see him if the opportunity comes your way, he is so aussie and some of his stuff produces goose bumps and tears with its content.
We are off today 25th on our Northern sojourn, better late than never
The Cape is out due to the late departure date but we will fish our way to Cairns over the next few months maybe further and hopefully manage to enjoy ourselves :rolleyes:
We had some medical and dental dramas that held us up and then Mavis’s Daughter managed to completely smash her ankle requiring extensive re constructive surgery.
Would you not think that a Registered Nurse would know better than to step off a rock wall and miss the next rock and smash her ankle. We gotta do better training kid’s ( mind you she is 44 years young so is completely untrainable :rolleyes: )
Hope you are all happy and well and better still enjoying life to the full and travelling safe.

Love to all our friends and
Cheers from the Kyd’s

Feb 2012 trip to Cooloola

Our trip started on the 2nd of Feb at a gathering staying in the Noosa North camping area. This gathering was organised by a couple of friends of ours that had just picked up a new vans and they needed a shake down run. Eight couples in all turned up and we managed to have a ball for the next five days.


The 7th was the pre arranged day to travel along the beach with the friends that were coming with us to camp in paradise. 2:08pm was low tide so we had agreed to meet outside the Noosa North  camping area at 1:00pm to get on to the beach. Our friends had never travelled the beach with a caravan and were pleasantly surprised at the ease with which they negotiated the soft sand entrance to the hard packed beach.



Mavis and I had done a recky run a couple of days before to pick three camps that would suite our needs. The second choice about 23kms along the beach was used as the first site was taken when we got there.



Second choice was still great,with clean ground water available although it was some distance from the vans. This meant that we could not plug the water into the van successfully to be used for shower and wash up. Not a drama as we were able to keep our shower tanks full from the stream.



Mavis’s Daughter and Son in law came to camp on Thursday and left on Sunday after a great couple of relaxing day’s.

Mavis is the hunter gatherer in the family. If there are fish in the area she will be the one to bring them in and this trip was no exception. She also holds the record for the greatest variety in one day. Tarwine, whiting, dart and a salmon catfish were all brought in on the day.

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The Sea Eagles and other coastal Raptors thanked her daily for the fish head handouts. These magnificent birds were great to watch swooping in to pick up the tasty morsels on the wing.




We all had a ball fishing and enough fish were caught to have a few yummy fish BBQ’s. Sunday afternoon after the family left was the best fishing day with 11 fish in total bagged. Some good sized dart and whiting were kept.


Monday was the day to travel to Noosa for some banking and internet reception. After leaving the bank and heading back to the car I noticed that I had neglected to remove the worm berley from the bull bar on the car. This consisted of half a dozen very old and very smelly fish heads on a rope. It did look a tad out of place in the main street of yuppy ville but hey we are holidaying here Smile 

After getting back to camp Mavis hit the beach for some R&R after the stress full trip to town and it turned out to be the best fishing day yet for Mavis. She managed to bag some huge tarwhine four in all and a couple of nice dart.


Fivesies Monday evening was enjoyed by all. Tarwhine on the BBQ steamed in lemon juice and butter wrapped in foil with garlic bread how good is that! Oh and a small serving of wine to go with it.


Martin and Amanda left this morning Tuesday 14th.



We accompanied them along the beach and saw them safely back on to the black top. Sad to see them go but we do now have the beach almost to ourselves. Thanks for joining us guy’s it was a great experience love yas hic.

On the way back to camp, we managed to pick up our legal quota of pipi’s (bait) for those from other parts.

Rod rigged Mavis’s Mothers rod after getting back to camp for some serious fishing, non of this dart and tarwhine stuff Smile, gang hooks and a whole pilchard was chucked into the surf with the expectation of a big flathead. Alas only a shovelnose shark could be entices to munch on the offering. At least I caught something and they do cook up well.


A little history on Mavis’s Mum’s rod. Mavis senior was also a lover of fishing as is her daughter. When she passed away Rod re furbished her fishing rod and we always give it a run when we are out catching fish. Today it did her proud!

The rest of today was cursed with a Southerly wind that populated the beach with blue bottles. For those that are not familiar with these little suckers they are nasty to say the least. Imagine a cute little bubble floating into the beach on the waves but trailing long tendrils that have millions of small hooks attached that dig into the skin and cause terrible pain to the attachee. Good time to stay off the beach.


I have to ask. Did this painful little bugger stop our Mavis from fishing. Not on your nelly. She still managed a couple of hours of pulling in fish.

Another BBQ of brain food while watching satellites and the most beautiful sky imaginable. My brain is hurting from the food inflicted upon it grin.

Wednesday look out the window its blowing the beach is covered in debris and the surf is very messy. “Don’t think I will wet a line today” says she,” it’s not too nice out there”. Yeh right five minutes later placing an order for bacon & eggs with coffee as she disappeared down to the beach with rod in hand (fishing type not me). How does she do it,have a look at this pic Sad smile

IMG_8187They don’t get much better than that. My only comment was that she could catch fish in a desert dust storm for sure.

Managed to drag Mavis away from the beach today the 17th. Managed to get bogged leaving the hard sand. No drama dug the car out and enlisted the push strength of a heap of onlookers.

Home again well visiting friends to do a house sit for a short while nearly home!

Great New Years Eve at Jondarian Wool shed 2011

Jondarian Woolshed New Years Eve gathering

I would like to thank Wife Mavis, Clive and Sandra, Nev and Linda, Bob and Grace, Amanda and Martin and Jennie and Gert for the best New Years ever.

We started our experience by all meeting at the Cooyah free camp on the 29th.


Day one was just spent relaxing and getting to know our first time participants in a gathering of our van club.

On day two we all saddled up for a run out to Muntapa rail tunnel where we did the 1k walk to meet the resident bats. This is the longest hand dug tunnel in Aus. There is some great reading describing the history of the build and the use if the now defunkt rail line.

Oakey was the next destination where some of us partook of some retail therapy before heading off to Rangemore Estate winery for a wine tasting and a lunch of goat pies and fish and chips for the less adventurous.


Must say that the countryside looks fantastic, very green, most unusual for this time of year. Also unusual was the cool temperature at night, this is supposed to be Summer! Back to Cooyah via the back road provided another picturesque run.

The morning of New Years Eve we did the short run to the Palms National Park at Cooyah.

What a site, the trees were full of flying foxes. With hats on heads or umbrellas for those without hats we did the short circuit through the palm. Beautiful!


Back at camp we hitched the vans and headed for Jondarian.

Camp was set up on the flower covered grass beside the creek. Jondarian wool shed is an historic wool shed that has been developed as a tourist attraction. Old buildings and machinery have been bought in to make for a great display. There is powered camping but due to our rigs being self sufficient we opted to camp by the creek.


A few priming charges were enjoyed at fivesies before heading off to the shed for dinner. This comprised of camp oven stew and damper, chicken and corn chowder and damper, sausages and onions in bread, pork or lamb rolls and gravy or hot chips to name a few.

Our reserved table was in a good spot, not too far from one of the bands speakers that was nearly as big as a 20′ caravan.


The whole night was a hoot. Without exception all had sore laughing muscles as well as those used for dancing. We would thoroughly recommend this place for a good time.

Fortunately New Years day was a quiet one mostly spent recovering for most of us while other less exhausted types dropped the cray pots into the creek.

Due to popular demand we again partook of fivesies new years day with another couple that we had met last New Years eve and their friends in our camp.

Off tomorrow, home for some and on to more great adventures for others.

Thanks again friends for another great gathering.

Aint life grand Winking smileparty time (1)

R&R in SA

R&R for six days.

Reaching Ceduna the car was filled with bang water after the Nullarbor crossing, we decided to head for Streaky Bay. This move would allow the kayak to be un welded from the roof racks to do some fishing.

Sad (not) to say we stopped in to Smoky Bay 39ish kms from Ceduna on the way to Streaky Bay for a look.

What a magic little spot. Great sheltered water, a huge jetty and good boat ramp with rock walls placed strategically to protect from the weather. I urge you all not to tell anyone about this place especially fishermen.


Checking in to THE neatest van park that we have ever seen we decided that this was the place to stay instead of the very commercial Streaky Bay. The van sites are on sand/shell grit and Mark our host along with his lovely lady Vicky actually rake the sites as vans leave on a daily basis, removing the leaf fall and debris that the trees drop and levelling the sites.


Amenities are spotless and the camp kitchen has to be seen to be believed. $26 per night was well worth it in this place and the tap water was even almost good for South Australia! Tank water was available for kettles etc. but not for water tanks fills.


The fishing was not to be. Rod has been crook for about 3 days and Mavis came down with flu on our second day. Day 3 was planned to take the kayak out and fill the keep it net with King George Whiting and Blue swimmer crabs both of which were easily taken to the daily bag limit, they were every where. Folks were catching crab and huge whiting off the jetty.

Kayak off the rack and rods rigged we snuffled through the night looking forward to the next day peddling and fishing. Awaking early next morning to a howling on shore gale (Westerly), a run to Streaky Bay was done with some diversionary sight seeing instead of fishing (Grrrrrrr) and coffee enjoyed in the bakery, meat procured from the butcher and supplies from IGA. Very pretty coast.



Things could only get worse and they did. Mavis came down harder with her horrible lurgy and I managed to nearly stop coughing but everything moved to the head you guessed it runny eyes nose and feeling like sh.t sorry something the cat dragged in.

As a consequence we are off tomorrow heading south then East to Port Augusta, with the forecast telling us that we are in for howling Southerlies for the next couple of days, oh joy oh bliss that will be a change grin.

Car is mostly packed, van also and we are sitting inside, both on the computer feeling very second hand. Guess we can’t be good all the time!

Two dozen oysters that added up to 30 individuals were purchased from Smoky Bay before we left for the grand sum of $6.50 per dozen. A little history on the oyster farming here, all of their spats (baby oysters) are imported from Tasmania as they don’t reproduce here,strange aint it and the cheapest oysters that we could buy in Tassie earlier this year were $8.

Can’t gripe too much about being unwell this trip has been superb on the whole.

The Southerly did not arrive luckily but the Westerly wind continued, giving us an off the rear quarter boost for our travels. Nice run but not too far we stopped at Kimba free camp in their sporting complex. Great town (RV Friendly designated) with all amenities.

Next morning was a very late start after both of us having the best nights sleep for a long time.

Fuelled up at Port Augusta and visited the Australian Arid Lands Botanic Gardens see Nice spot to walk around, the bird life matched the wild flowers and plants in abundance.



Moving on we tackled the trip over the Flinders Ranges from Port Augusta eventually heading for the run across the Hay Planes to Wagga Wagga for Grandsons march out from Army training on the 7th of October. Only 15 days to get there so guess we will have to do some site seeing before we arrive.(Bugger aint it)

Camped tonight the 20th Sept. was at Goyder’s Line Memorial rest area 3km North of Melrose

A beaut spot beside a dry creek bed with a massive variety of bird life nesting in the most beautiful old gums.


Mavis got shuckin and I got cookin as we had the oysters from Smoky Bay that had to be devoured. As stated two dozen were purchased and Mavis ended up shucking about thirty oysters. Not too bad at all grin better that a bakers dozen!.



Rang a friend the next morning who is travelling back to Perth with his new Spinifex van and we are trying to catch up for a cleansing ale. The decision was made to travel South to the Barrier Highway and stay at a camp at Mt Bryan township opposite the old pub.(The things we have to endure whilst travelling are quite harsh some times grin.) This would be on the route that our friend would take to Port Augusta from Renmark.


We rang them and told them where we were camped. He said that they would be there tonight and were just getting in to Renmark. After dinner the roar of the red hot F250 could be heard docking beside our van. We have never seem such a huge set up. The air suspension was levelled then a dust settling beer was cracked while we were shown around the rig.(awesome more like a mobile apartment grin)


We woke next morning to the throaty rumble of the big Ford diesel warming for departure. Dressed hastily and bid safe travels and farewell to the boys for their return to Perth.


Off to the East from Kalgoorlie

We bid farewell to our friends at the Discovery van park at Boulder and took off for Norseman via Kalgoorlie about 190km Not much in the way of wild flowers today but there were some beautiful grevilleas.

Fuelled up at Norseman after a pleasant run from Kalgoorlie then had a look around town.

This is the last semi cheap fuel before the 1200km of extremely expensive fuel. Thank goodness for the long range tank.

If you buy coffee at the servo in Norseman make sure the microwave is on in the van as it is not too warm but still yummy!

Mavis made lunch while we were there to use up some fresh salad veg before the border check in a couple of days time.

The wild life has gone boogie with the arrival of a decent wet season for the first time in years. The Nullarbor is carpeted with grass seeds and flowers about to burst from the trees.


Budgies are flying like swarms of bees in their thousands and the flocks are every where. An unfortunate by product is the amount of road kill. Hundreds of kangaroo, wallaby and a few birds dead on the side of the road.

An unfortunate sight near the end of the Nullarbor was about 2kms which had 5 wombat bodies on the sides of the road.

About 400km was achieved today before camp was set at Woorlba Homestead rest area. A fire was cranked up and we had a nice easy night with some red wine and white along with some friends that we had met at Boulder and some other new friends that wandered over to say G-day before night fall.

Aint life great on the road?????

The morning after the rig was pointed off to the East again. Only managed to achieve about 150km before we turned in to have a look at the Eyre Bird Observatory.

The trip in was a 30km diversion and have to tell ya that the road was less than ok. The first 20km was very lumpy with exposed rock and lots of dust.

How great to finally have a capable dust proof van to follow the car grin.


A sign warned us that the van could go no further so we disconnected and proceeded without her.



The next 10 k’s into the observatory was deep rutted sand and large exposed rocks but a bit of fun!


What a great place to visit. I did say to Mavis that it would be great to stay over for a couple of days just to explore the birds and the walking tracks. Massive range of birds!

They have accommodation ($90 per night all meals supplied) with pretty basic facilities. None the less hot showers and hygienic toilets are on hand and the volunteer caretakers are great. A guided tour of the museum and old building was provided as a consequence of paying the $10 entry fee and tea or coffee with home made fruit cake and short bread bickies were enjoyed.


Thoroughly recommend this place if you can stand the drive in grin.


On the way out we stopped to re inflate the tyres on the rig before a run to the next over night at Moodini Bluff.


Lunch today the 13th Sept was taken at Nullarbor Roadhouse ( the plane is in the car park waiting for customers)  before the next night time stop about 50kms out of Ceduna to eat up all our veg and fruit before Ceduna where the SA quarantine station is (East bound).

Off to Kalgoorlie and more flowers.

We left our friends at Canna heading for Mullewa where we joined the Geraldton Mount Magnet road.

A diversion at Pindar to see their Wreath flowers and smoko at the guest house. The wreath flowers here were better than we had seen elsewhere.



Lunch and a fuel stop was had at Yalgoo about half way to Mt Magnet.

At Mount Magnet we checked into the caravan park to do some washing and top up the water tanks and load on some supplies. This is a great park at $23 per night one of the cheaper ones that we have seen.

There was a good butcher in town an IGA and a bakery that had the best sausage rolls and beautiful fresh warm bread.

After the larder re stock we headed for Sandstone. The road sides were spectacular to say the least.


At Sandstone we had another bite to eat then went out to see the famous London Bridge. A most spectacular site.


After leaving Sandstone we headed for Leinster where we turned South to Kalgoorlie. Just after Leonora we made camp at Niagara Dam (camps 6 350). A nice quiet spot near the small dam which had toilet facilities and garbage bins and the ever important toilet dump.

Next morning was only a shortish run to Kalgoorlie. The Grevillea’s in this area were fantastic but not much else in the way of flowers.


At Kal we checked in to the Discovery van park to meet some friends that are on the Spinifex Forum site. They both works here in Kal.

Plan “A” is to stay for three days before heading for the Nullarbor and on to the East.

It’s not over yet but we do hope that you have enjoyed our ramblings and pictures of a most extraordinary experience.

First instalment WA wild flowers 2011

Day one 29th August we arrived at Moora caravan park and set up for a two day stay.


The park is quite small and we were concerned that our friends would not get a spot if they turned up late, (they needed power).

I had (as I thought) booked two powered sites but on arrival rang the posted phone number and was told that they had not reserved any sites for us and to just pick a spot. We did and anxiously awaited the arrival of our travel companions. Vans were coming in at a great rate. Our friends did get there in time to set up on the site beside us bar one.

Next day we did a big run in search of flowers but only managed to see a disappointing few.

Non the less we had a great day (as you do on the road grin).

Moora to Mingenew (pronounced with the G silent) was a good run. The exception was the leaving the freezer not shut properly.

So sad but we turned into a big bonus. We had scallops, fish and prawns that had the be dealt with in some way.

Rod volunteered to bash up a seafood curry.

What a superb delight it was. Night one we all had the curry and plain rice, with a small quantity of good wine around the Aus pig (fire).


A trip to Coal seam Conservation park the next day was rewarded with a spectacle that was amazing. Wild flowers spilled off the sides of every road and all over the distant hills.


Night two we made a fried rice to alter the monotony a tad to have with the remainder of the superb curry, again with some yummy wine and warm fire as an accompaniment.

Luckily for us we did the Coal Seam trip when we did as rain closed the park the next day.

Day three we headed to Morawa.

A great morning tea was had at the bakery (superb coffee and sausage rolls to die for grin). After this great repast we drove off to find the rare and elusive Wreath flowers. We found them along one very greasy 4wd only wet road. The sight of these rare flowers was fantastic.

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They grow only on disturbed ground and it has to be gravel. Amazingly beautiful things.

Back at camp a pub meal in THE pub at Mingenew was enjoyed day 3, It was a monster. Mavis had Garlic prawns and Rod had a Camembert stuffed chicken breast. This tucker could not be finished. The meals were huge and superb ( the local beers and wines were not too shabby either).

We wallowed back to camp on foot to await fiveses as you do grin.

Another raging oz pig fire with friends and a few wines. Can life get any better?

L.G. For sure grin.

Sunday the 4th we headed off to Canna to see the orchid displays that nature provided.




How great this place is.

Camp behind the church with power (if you are quick enough or need it, about 5 outlets are available) hot showers and toilets for a requested donation of $5 per night. Love this place!!!


Tomorrow we are off to Mt Magnet to find even more flowers.

But tonight Lamb shanks in the thermal cooker and a few more wines after a hard day walking and enjoying heaps of eye candy.Don’t you just hate the yanky sayings but it does apply here for us!

More to follow. Love to all.