HEADING FOR HOME
It is nearly a week since I last reported, during most of this time we have been out of internet/mobile reception range, so heres the catch-up....[/b
DAY ONE HUNDRED and NINE: Tuesday, October 2: Left Melbourne apartment about 9am to pick up caravan in Hastings then proceded to Sorrento on the bottom end of the Mornington Peninsula where we checked into a caravan park on the beachfront. Spent a couple of hours checking out the area, which is primarily a recluse for the rich and famous...plenty of multi-million dollar shacks.
DAY ONE HUNDRED and TEN: Wednesday, October 3: Got and early start to catch the 8am vehicle ferry from Sorrento across the bay to Queenscliffe (50 min journey).See Photos. Had a minor electrical problem with the car, which I was able to fix after getting some bits from a auto shop in Geelong. Then drove to Ballarat, arriving at lunch time and checking into a caravan park. We spent the afternoon at Soverign Hill (the old gold mining theme town) which is now bigger than our last visit in 1978. Nowdays it also has a special night light and sound show for which we returned to see after dinner. It is spectacular and utlilises a huge part of the 25 acre property which can not be accessed during the day. See 2 photo.
DAY ONE HUNDRED and ELEVEN: Thursday, October 4: Left Ballarat mid-morning after getting a hair-cut, we hit the track for the Northcott proprty in Merino, reachin the farm about 2pm. I later joined John in a ute to retreive another which needed shifting from one part of the property to another. Prior to picking up the 2nd ute he decided to take me for a drive to a newly acquired part of the property, where the ute became bogged to the axles in waterlogged ground. He jogged about 2kms to get the 2nd ute to pull No 1 out of the bog. We then drove one each back to base.
DAY ONE HUNDRED and TWELVE: Friday, October 5: Liz accompanied Helen Northcott into Hamilton (50kms away) for a days gob-fest, haircut and shopping while I accompanied John Northcott to a cattle sale to check on prices. Following this John cancelled plans to go to a wake and instead did some ploughing while I wrote some propaganda supporting his re-election to Glenelg (Portland) Council for the local papers.
DAY ONE HUNDRED and THIRTEEN, Saturday, October 6: A local butcher arrived fully equpped at the Northcott farm to carve-up 11 lambs which had been slaughtered earlier in the week.
As well as heaps of chops and roasts, he made 36 doz sausages, which I helped pack into small lots in freezer bags. We were joined by two couples (local farmers) at the Northcott home for an evening meal, which wrapped up at 2.30am.
DAY ONE HUNDRED and FOURTEEN, Sunday, October 7: Departed the Northcott farm around 11am and reached Kingston in South Australia where we booked in for the night. In just over 12 hours we experienced three changes on our watches. Summer time started in Vic at midnight last night, so we advanced one hour, then arriving in SA we retarted them by half and hour.
[b]We are now heading for home... due sometime next week.