20121211 VIC Mount Franklin, Woodend
20121211 We need to rest up for a couple of days, we are getting so weary with all this driving and what a great place to park up and take a load off.
Mount Franklin or Lalgambook, as it was known by the Djadja Wurrung people, was created by a volcanic eruption about 470,000 years ago. The breach, through which the road now enters the crater, is thought to have been caused by a flow of lava breaking through the crater rim. Lava from Mount Franklin and other volcanoes in the area filled valleys and buried the gold bearing streams that became the renowned ‘deep leads’ of the gold mining era.
Ya gotta love the smell on the pine needles covering the ground of the forest and here we are sleeping with them.
Well we watched and waited and waited, maybe you should add some more heat beads I said? should the lid be on or off? Maybe we should phone the help line, now who do we know with a webber, arr Mick and Donna.
We started around 5pm, Lyn & Dawn parked down from us were walking by when we started chatting and had a great laugh at our expense. By the time we ate we were half tanked, some how I don't think Des will be in any hurry to try out our new Webber. Arr well for $15 what do you expect.
Holgate Brewhouse
An independent craft brewery run by a small team passionate about hand crafting fresh, full flavoured beer.
Woodend Clock Tower
Woodend Post Office Built
in 1905 the red brick building was one of the earliest constructed following
Australia’s federations in 1901. It is
today a rare surviving example of post office building built in Victoria in the
English Domestic-style during this period.
Mount Franklin or Lalgambook, as it was known by the Djadja Wurrung people, was created by a volcanic eruption about 470,000 years ago. The breach, through which the road now enters the crater, is thought to have been caused by a flow of lava breaking through the crater rim. Lava from Mount Franklin and other volcanoes in the area filled valleys and buried the gold bearing streams that became the renowned ‘deep leads’ of the gold mining era.
12-12-2012 I blogged, Des is getting board he need something to do, what do you expect this is what travelling is about, it doesn't bother me I blog, read and am happy doing nothing but not Mr Hyper. We decided to try out our new Webber so Des prepared the food and out come the fire lighter, heat beads and a beer.
Our instruction were, place the fire stater in the Webber add the heat beads; keep the lid off until the beads are blazing.
13-12-2012 Waking up around 9 ish, Des said he was going for an early morning walk which didn't happen so we cooked breaky "on the gas stove" then packed up and stopped to say our goodbyes to Lyn and Dawn and exchanged cards before heading in the direction of Launching Place.
Woodend
Named ‘Woodend’ because it is where the Black Forest ended and consequently was a place, in the 1850s and 1860s prospectors, headed to the goldfields around Bendigo, could feel that they were out of reach of bushrangers who hid in the woodlands waiting to pray on them.
The Woodend Bridge is a bluestone structure built in 1862.
An independent craft brewery run by a small team passionate about hand crafting fresh, full flavoured beer.
Completed in 1928 as a memorial to the men and woman of the district who served in the First World War.
One
of the major attractions at Woodend is the Hanging Rock Reserve which was the
location on Joan Lindsay's mystery novel in which a party of schoolgirls
picnicked at the rock on Valentine's Day 1900; with several members of the
party disappearing without a trace. We
drove to the entrance and found we had to pay $40 for a coach, pissed off we
turned around and left, I did however write a letter of complaint.
We
drove onto Whittlesea looking for some place to park up for the night not wanting
to get to Brownies until Friday. You may
have to go down a side street I said, so we turned down the next street and
found a spot under some very large Cypress, this will do so we levelled out the
van and settled in for the night, that’s what we thought. A tow truck pulled up beside us and we shit
ourselves, we jumped up and a guy asked what we were doing, camping the night
said Des, how long you staying, just the night I said, he reckons the footpath
belonged to him and of cause Des said he believed it belonged to the council,
which it does. He did say it was fine to
stay but these trees are not safe and a storm was on its way, but there is
camping at the showgrounds with power and was sure it’s free plus theirs a pub
opposite. We packed up and heads to town
and sure enough he was right so we walked to the pub for a drink.
Tomorrow we head to Launching Place to catch up with Brownie.
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