Showing posts from July, 2014


Carrathool is a small village near the Murrumbidgee River, with a heritage listed bridge that was built with a lifting section to allow river traffic to pass below. That was in the days when paddle steamers plied the river. The bridge is under repair right now, an expensive and time-consuming enterprise. Locals would prefer a new bridge that would allow heavy trucks to cross, rather than wasting more money on maintaining the old one (read interview ). Carrathool Bridge July 2014 The Murrumbidgee River is one of Australia's largest rivers. Mostly it looks like this, a narrow muddy stream. We don't really do rivers. Murrumbidgee River at Carrathool, New South Wales, Australia Carrathool is also famous for its hotel, unfortunately not open when we passed through town. Family Hotel, Carrathool

Travelling the Hay Plains

Like many Canberrans, I moved here from somewhere else. I left Adelaide, with its baking hot summers and excessive number of relatives, far behind me, returning only for Christmas or family events. Adelaide is around 1200 kilometres from Canberra (800 or so miles). To get there, you need to travel across the Hay Plains, a huge flat area that used to be an inland sea in ages past. When we were young and stupid, this took 12 hours of driving westwards into the sun, usually in the extreme heat of midsummer (that's when we have Christmas). It's a long, dull trip. Canberra people argue about the best route (via Ouyen or via Swan Hill), whether it's better to break the journey at Hay or Balranald, or swap war stories about times when they drove the route in a single day. Mid-Western Highway near Hay My recollection of the area around Hay was of a desert, hot, flat and desolate. Hay itself, a small town servicing the area, was dusty and derelict in my memory. Last week we