I have been camped at this delightful spot south of Swan Hill, Victoria for a few weeks, just rough camped in the bush on the bank of a river about 10m from the water. I have delighted in watching the egrets (wading birds) doing their thing searching for food, and the Australiasian Bitterns (endangered) were a treat too. The ducks and kangaroos add to my daily visitors.
But tomorrow my life will change; I'll drive the short distance to Kerang and stay there a few days to do a bit of shopping and the like before heading off once more into the bush and forest of NW Victoria where the views through my caravan windows, to which I have become accustomed, will change totally.
Like most of us I have spent many years living in houses (17 houses at last count) and one becomes familiar with the view through the window, it locates us, it is, literally, our window upon the world and provides a sense of stability - but that is now gone and every time I hitch up the van and drive to a new destination the window view changes as does my life - such is the world of a nomad... and I would not change that.
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What are the banks of the Murray like now after such a prolonged flood?I know it floods regularly but the last one lasted a couple of months in some areas. I imagine it would have been a boggy mess, has it fully recovered? Ian
What a wonderful post from Mike Harding, and reply from Radar.
Just shows that no matter where you are, we should be content with what we have given ourselves.
(For the record, my current abode is on a postage stamp size block with houses fence to fence. Grandie coming out to gather information about whatever project she is working on. Putting Grandie to bed at night with no arguments. Getting Grandie up in the morning and watch her sleepy face come alive as we discuss the morning activieies.So nice to be able to be close enough to be Grandma for two weeks. This particular Grandie has joined us on caraving adventures between Wardell and Rockhampton from the age of 2 1/2 to the age of 7, when she told us that she no longer fits on the make-shift bed!)
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DUNMOWIN is no longer on the road and still DUNMOWIN!