A Family Wedding

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Last Thursday our family traveled to the Gold Coast, Queensland to attend the wedding of my youngest niece.

It was exciting to catch up with family to celebrate this memorable occasion.  The bride and groom took their marriage vows at a tranquil garden party setting and celebrated their wedding breakfast with seventy guests at the rustic reception venue at  The Boomerang Farm, Mudgeeerabra.

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“Miss Daisy,” a 1967 Daimler, safely chauffeured the bridal party to the grounds and parked proudly among the garden party guests.

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Two rustic windows that had once hung from the wall of a home was the host for the guest’s seating arrangement.

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Gracing the mantle of the reception venue was a memorial of treasured loved ones of the bride and groom.

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Hanging from the bridal bouquet were two medallions bearing a photo of the bride’s late grandmother and father.

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Two Ulysses Butterflies fluttered around in celebration of two beautiful people vowing their eternal love for one another.

It was a day to remember!

Ramblings.

I am so pleased I began this blog. Even though I ditched it and went to my FaceBook page “Travelling with the Hopes”, I still have a wonderful recording of my travels.

One looks back on the last twelve months and feels that it has gone so quickly, but then again, so much has happened that it seems to have gone on forever!

They have been wonderful months, but heart-wrenching too. We have tragically lost family members and friends, I have lost Aunties and Uncles and I have seen another beautiful Aunty succumb to that wretched disease of Alzheimer’s and I have watched loved ones decline in health. This is what we call life!

If only I could go back in time by a couple of decades! Would I do anything different? Hmm! Maybe! I know I would spend more time visiting family and friends. I would have bought a caravan a decade ago, instead of waiting ‘for the right time’.

I don’t really have regrets, life is like a map. There are so many roads to take. If you take the wrong one you can always turn left or right. The irony is that you don’t know which is the right direction until you have gone down that path! I guess that is ‘fate’ and if we don’t take risks we will stagnate!

So, I have started a new beginning here in Tasmania. I feel as though I am meant to be here.

Every time I go into Launceston I ‘ooh & ah’ at all the beautiful buildings that grace the footpaths of the city, and the parks are just picturesque!  City Park has its own troop of monkies…..yes, right in the heart of the city! Gracing the street of City Park is the glorious building – Albert Hall.

I never tire of the view of Custom House as I drive over the bridge approaching Launceston CBD. Built in 1885 on the North Esk River it’s elegant protico and Corinthian colums  boast the beauty of the precision of architeture of the 19th century.

 

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Custom House Launceston gracing the North Esk River.

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The detail is esquisite, especially at the top of the colums.

More photographs to follow in the coming weeks of the preserved buildings of Tasmania.

 

 

I’m Back!

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Our nomadic life was a great adventure that enriched our life so much. We met some wonderful people, although we may never see them again, they will be etched in our memories forever!

The beauty of Australia is never ending! The towns we visited were very welcoming, except for one, well life isn’t perfect, and we were not about to let that upset our experience.

We ventured on The Spirit of Tasmania to visit family and found that we felt very much at home on this little island.

So, almost twelve months later, here we are now Taswegian’s! The caravan has been sold, and we are once again homeowners and settled once again!

I have since signed up to the University of Tasmania (UTAS) studying for a Diploma of Family History and loving it! I have gained so much knowledge and can’t wait to unpack my mountains of family history paperwork and books, once again!.

So, from now I will be blogging about my daily/weekly happenings.

There will be a bit of family history, Tasmanian history, Town history and some ramblings of what is happening.

Longreach, Qld

June 9th.

We left Windorah this morning. Our destination was Longreach via the Thomson Development Road.  The roads out here are a bit scary when they suddenly go from two lanes to one. It’s ok if there is no oncoming traffic but when you see a road train heading for you it’s no time to play chicken. We give them all the road they want. Thankfully it wasn’t raining otherwise it would have been a boggy trip!

On our way to Longreach we stopped and had lunch at the Stonehenge pub. Some interesting facts about Stonehenge can be found by clicking Here.  (Have you ever heard of Jindalee Spy Station? )

We camped at the Apex free camp just out of town. Well it was $3 per night, almost free. Wow, there were about 100 vans here. We stayed her for 4 nights. We visited the Stockman’s Hall of Fame, which was very interesting. We went for a run to Ilfracombe where they have a fantastic display of old vehicles and machinery.

A couple Brolgas who decided to befriend us. I gave them a piece of stale bread one morning, so they kept their eye on us. As soon as they saw us at the van they would race over to us thinking they were going to get more bread. 

   
 John also befriended a fellow in Longreach.

Windorah. Qld.

3 – 9 June

We left Lake Houdraman, Quilpie and headed off to Coopers Creek for a free camp. When we arrived we found there was going to be a fishing competition at the creek. As we thought it may be a bit crowded we headed into Windorah Caravan Park. It cost $15 per night for power site with hot showers, washing machine and clean amenities. A bargain!  

Click here to find more on Windorah
It was very peaceful here. Many travellers left there van here and travelled to Birdsville. When they arrived back it took all day to get the dust out of their cars but they all enjoyed the adventure.

I was without internet here. There was internet at the information centre so ‘most mornings’ I went to check my emails. This was good therapy for me. I thought I would be lost without Internet but I coped very well and survived!

Oh! Most shops here also closed at noon Saturday, too.  
This was the sunset on 7th June taken from Windorah caravan park.

I love the outback.

  
And this was the resident goanna at Lake Houdraman, Quilpie.

Lake Houdraman, Quilpie, Qld

Our next stop from Toompine was Quilpie. Another cute town. We found a free camp right by a lake.

Lake Houdraman was a haven for birdwatchers and also the residential emus and cattle as well as a goanna.

It was here we met up with Carina & Pete. We enjoyed our campfires and chin wags over the next four evenings.

We did a little fossicking for opal, too.

It was at this town that us city slickers found that in the outback everyone enjoys the week end. The shops close at noon on Saturday and re open again on Monday. 

June 2nd.

The clouds started rolling in and we were concerned that we may get bogged in if we were here in the wet so we headed off to Windorah.

   
 

Toompine pub.

Toompine Pub – the pub with no town. Populations: 2 

  
We had a great free camp here with power and water. It was Friday night and the shearers were thirsty. The place was jumping with about 20 people all enjoying the atmosphere. There were 4 guys who had been shooting out on a property, a couple who travelled 75 Klms to have a drink and dinner a couple of backpackers and the free campers. It was an interesting evening. Thank you.

Life’s good on the road.