On the road again.

Saturday, Sept 2^nd,2017.

After 35 years of waiting for the right time to visit Tassie, we’re finally on our way. I wanted to go to Tasmania for our honeymoon, but the travel agent asked if I liked the cold and I replied that I didn’t mind, but my fiancé hated it. So he said, ‘don’t go in May’. So we didn’t and never got around to it in all the years since. Until now!

The first rest stop off the end of the M7 was very busy, complete with coffee/food van, because, you know, coffee!! There was also a fruit and veg truck selling the yummiest looking produce, but as we can’t take anything with us to Tassie, we don’t even look. We crack out our carrot sticks and hommus and it’s then that Trevor confesses to thinking about bringing a thermos so we could make a cuppa on the road………. Grey nomad fail!! I didn’t even think of it!! So, we might have to try and buy one along the way. It would be very handy.

We had lunch at the General Store in Marulan and were surprised by the food. We had first stopped at the Meridian Café, but it was a bit highbrow for what we were after, so we wandered down the street and stumbled upon the General Store. Basic sandwiches (on Turkish) and burgers, run by a lovely Malaysian man who noticed my Georgetown t-shirt and struck up a conversation. Small world!

It’s been months in the planning (as all our trips are!) and tonight we are ensconced in a motel room in Gundagai. The Gabriel, cheap and cheerful, comfy enough. We ate dinner at the Criterion Hotel just down the road, and really, can you beat a country pub for a plate of food you can barely jump over, for under $30?

Gundagai is famous for ‘The Dog on the Tuckerbox’ just north of town, but as we’d stopped off there many years ago with the boys in tow, we pass on it today. I think I’ve got a cold, hit me like a tonne of bricks last night, I crumpled like a cheap suit! So everything today has been a bigger effort than usual. I had to stretch my legs though when we arrived in town, so I went for a walk down the main street, along the beautiful, newly laid tiled footpath. I bet the locals would have preferred better roads! Down the other end of town there’s a sign, pointing to ‘historical bridge’, so I have to continue on and check it out. I’m so glad I did. There’s the old wooden vehicular bridge and close by is the old rail bridge, both looking about ready to fall down! Makes for some good photos, hopefully!