Tuesday, April 30, 2013

No more hills

I love a bit of geoengineering. Dad likes it too, so my childhood car trips were full of detail about the rock cuttings we drove past.

Here is a lame pic of a mind- boggling cutting, just one of a long series. This freeway outside Sydney is cut out of mountains. The rubble from each massive cutting must have been piled into the next valley so the road is horizontal.

The cutting people cleverly left a ridge of rock as a barrier between the two sides of freeway, and that's what I was trying to photograph.

They looked bigger than this

Lunch on the road

Hazel asked for an olive and carrot sandwich and she promised to eat it. "i thought it would be TRULY yummy but it is just ok".
She ate 1/4 of the sandwich.

Trudi is snickering

Last night we passed a sign to Howlong. Tee hee, how long would take to get to Howlong?

Just now we passed the turnout to Illalong. Tee hee, I hope no-one gets ill along this road!

And Bogalong! Haw haw haw.

We just drove past a yacht!

On the back of a truck. Is this a way to cheat in the Sydney to Hobart?

Welcome to Jugiong

Oh no, everyone needs a wee after an hour on the road! Usually we are not keen to get off the highway, so the girls are used to doing a roadside wee on the grass. This morning we took a turnoff to Jugiong, to bless it with our wee, and what a nice surprise! They have a lovely neat toilet block which is maintained by the locals, and a little donation box. Four-year-olds LOVE posting coins in boxes.

Morning on the Hume

Last night we stayed at Hillview Farmstay, a newish but slightly tatty farmstay house just south of Gundagai.
Trudi is loving the smooth freeway-style driving experience of the Hume Highway. We are used to the Merimbula trip, with its winding mountainous roads.

There are fewer roadhouses than we expected, hence last night's crappy pizza. I learnt a valuable lesson... my heartburn is not going to let me eat any junk food whatsoever. Salad sandwich for lunch I think.

Holbrook

This old shopfront has seen Holbrook devolve into a sad little Hume stopoff with dire pizza. Think extruded ham-stitute. These city folks forgot to order vegetarian.