Our next overnighter was planned for Everton, a small town with free camping near a river. The trip was all down hill, looking back seeing the beautiful bare undulations on the side of the mountains was just mind-blowingly unusual, a sight I'd never seen before.
Couldn't find the camp site so continued on to Wangaratta for petrol.
We are now camped at a truck stop at Winton after sailing past Glenrowan, it was getting late and I was worried that evening was approaching quickly. We were pulled over for breath testing, which was a god send as I asked where was the closest place to camp the night and the lovely police officer directed us to this spot. The caravan parking area supplied flushing toilets, water and under coved bbq's. I couldn't figure out what the signs meant, am I not allowed to deposit my rubbish?
There is a short 10 minute walking track advertised so Ruby and I took the tour and found some sheep in a paddock, she busied herself barking at them through the fence and they ran and corralled themselves into a corner as far away as they could from a little bundle of noisy brown fur. Very funny to watch.
I travel with small, soft yellow earplugs, they came in handy here as the freeway is not far off.
Set off about 9 this morning, figuring we need to get closer to Melbourne. Stopped at Euroa for morning tea. This is a lovely leafy town that I could settle down in, if I was much younger. Lunch is a blur, can't remember where we stopped or what we ate?
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