Easter is Over

Well it is Easter Monday and we are settling down for the night once again in Longford where we started our Easter break. Wendy was just commenting tonight that she thought Easter would be a bit boring being away from family with whom we traditionally get together but it has been far from so.

We spent Good Friday in Longford showgrounds and new found friends from Townsville, Brian and Rhonda who we met at Hellyer Gorge turned up and camped beside us, then Mike and Joan from Brisbane stumbled upon our campsite and spent the after noon with us. Mike and Joan decided to move camp to join us also.

On Saturday we were on the move again and travelled through Carrick, Hagley, Westbury and Deloraine where we settled in for the night and run into more friends we had met in our travels. Westbury has the famous Prean's Steam World with the most fascinating collection of old steam engines and tractors I have ever seen. The foresight of the three Prean brother to get this collection together is a marvel.

After spending the night at Deloraine we explored the area and just had to stop at the Honey Farm at Chudleigh and sample the wares. We left with the wallet much lighter and the bus much heavier. The ginger honey ice-cream was too kill for. I wanted to go back for another one but I wasn't allowed. We continued on to Mole Creek before doubling back to go to Elizabeth Town where the Ashgrove Cheese factory is situated (with their painted cows) I am sure I am going to leave this island about 20 kg heavier, they really shouldn't have all those samples on display.

We had decided to move East when Easter was over and check out some of the country be bypassed because of our need to get to the rally, and decided to backtrack to Longford once again for the night. Upon arriving in camp, pretty late in the afternoon only to find more travelling friends Sandy and Mary-Jean who we had met on the west coast also in camp. Needless to say we are still in camp here enjoying each others company.

In the morning we are heading east through Evandale to a lovely spot at Myrtle camp on the road to Scottsdale. Time is now getting short with only twelve days to go before we are on the ferry on our way home, with mixed feeling, sort of happy to be heading home but sort of feeling sad to be heading home.

Our travelling companions Alan and Maureen are still down in New Norfolk (last we heard) with Alan's son, having spent Easter with them, but he will no doubt be starting to head north again and we will no doubt hitch up again before heading for Devonport to catch the boat across the moat.