Back on the road. The
wind is now not as bad as it was, but still against us. A long loop
through Bundaberg gives the opportunity to get off the Bruce Highway. A
tiny settlement called Baffle Creek had two campsites, both next to
each other and at the creeks edge. We opted for the first, but were
told we could only stay one night as it was booked for a whole week by
a crowd of American students. There was only one other couple there. An
offer, of a free rowing boat saw us 'up the creek' fishing. First fish
was a largish catfish which went back, followed by a couple of smaller
unknowns for breakfast.
This is still crocodile country and
rowing a small boat among mangroves requires some caution although we
still haven't seen one. Dugongs are also present, but we have seen none
of these either, although Joan thinks she saw some from the shore
earlier. As the area was so nice, we checked in at the site next door
next morning. It had a golf course next door and a social club with
verandah overhanging the creek. David took the opportunity to fish in a
nice comfortable spot under the verandah out of the sun. His choice
paid off with a rod bending bite and a tough fight to land a spotted
Grunter Bream (we think) of about 10 pounds. This was cooked on a wood
fired barbecue and eaten with pasta as is the camping tradition.
- I have taken photos of the fish I have caught but i'm not sure you'll
believe me!) ( Not surprised, it's amazing what photoshop can do! -
Off to Bundaberg, the rum capital of Quensland. Joan was
too late for the free tour of the distillery and had to have tea
instead. This area grows large numbers of water melons which can be
bought at the roadside for less than 50p for one bigger than a
football. Try carrying one of these on a bike.
fruit growing areas encourage the influx of backpackers and others for
casual work and the population of the campsite relected this.
we forgot to mention the Rugby. Most Aussies reckon it was a good match
and we deserved to win, but we did find a bitter one who thought
England used the rules unfairly. However, David reminds them that they
never let us win at cricket or sailing and England needs to win
On to Childers, a tourist town with colonial
style buildings. One of the shops used to be an old pharmacy which was
closed about 1980. It has been preserved as a museum. All the shelves
and cupboards were full of old herbs and herbal remedies and David
spotted some bottles of opum and other banned substances still intact.
All the old laboratory apparatus, even a dentists chair were still in
their original condition.
we cycled in to Burram Heads, the heavens opened up and we got soaked
although it made a change to be wet and warm. The campsite was by the
beach in a small fishing village and because of the continuous rain we
opted for a static van with kitchen facilities for only 10 pounds a
night. Some tent sites were almost this much so it was a real bargain.
The decision to stay another night was easy as the rainy weather
continued. Our first bottle of Australian wine went down well with
dinner in the comfort of our caravan. Surprisingly the wine here is
more expensive than the same wine in Tescos. Perhaps this is not such a
surprise as we found this to be the same in California where wine was
at least 10 dollars a bottle.
Will it still be raining tomorrow?
next day was a little better with showers instead of thnderstorms and
we headed off to Hervey bay, a local tourist area full of motels,
tourist shops etc. The wind is now better that it was, but still
against us most of the time. Riding in he rain when it is warm is quite
pleasant. It makes a change to be water soaked instead of sweat soaked.
Joans shirt became transparent and she opted to put her waterproof
jacket on top to protect her decency!
the camp site we met a local couple having a weekend break. They live
at Maleny which is on our route and offered to put us up for the night.
We accepted and look forward to seeing them again.