Monday, 22 September
2014
Thought we had been transported to another country |
Sharing lunch with two determined magpies |
Portarlington beach and jetty |
Family gathering |
Jack Rabbit Winery |
New door opener |
Yesterday, we left Ballarat and moved the caravan to
Portarlington, on the Bellarine Peninsula , quite a pleasant drive to Geelong and then along the peninsula. Although the day started off quite cloudy,
this quickly cleared to a clear, sunny day – with a definitely cool breeze
coming off the water.
We are staying at the Bellarine
Caravan Park
at Portarlington, an immense park with only a few caravans at the moment,
despite being school holidays in Victoria . We look out across the beach and Port Phillip
Bay to the distant skyscrapers of Melbourne . Such a beautiful spot, made even better by
the weather.
We enjoyed an afternoon visiting with my cousin, Norm, who
was more than happy to take us for a drive in his new car. We had the pleasure of a family dinner at the
local club, with Norm’s brother and sister-in-law joining us and sharing many
memories of family and caravan holidays.
The superb weather continued today and Himself (after
carefully checking the park regulations) connected up the hose and washed both
the caravan and car. This morning we
visited one of the local wineries – Jack Rabbit – and sampled a few of their
wares. This winery also has a very posh
cafĂ© and even posher restaurant attached to its cellar door – and the most
wonderful view over the Bay. Next time
we are in the area, we will definitely return for a meal.
This afternoon I hopefully entertained the local historical
society (at Norm’s invitation) and talked about the plight of Australia ’s
female convicts in the 19th Century.
There were plenty of questions, so fingers crossed that most people
learned something.
Unfortunately, we also lost the outside door handle to the
caravan today – it has been hanging precariously for some time and today was
when it decided to come off. We can get
a new one tomorrow from Jayco but until then, one of us has to stay inside or
else the screwdriver has to be used – with appropriate mutterings.
1 comment:
I thought les was on his hands and knees begging to you to let him in the van.
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