And we are finally off and running. The plans changed so often, the days got fewer but we made it. We even left ahead of the school rush and everyone leaving work, then the run was so good we changed our destination, drove on and ended up in Dimboola at the Hotel Victoria. It is a lovely old hotel with all the usual small rooms, shared bathrooms, cup of tea in the guest lounge - and tons of plates decorating the wall.
Off to the dining room .. parma and a pot. Sometimes its just all about the food. Bed.. good night.
Off to the dining room .. parma and a pot. Sometimes its just all about the food. Bed.. good night.
Gentleman's Lounge |
Day 2 .. headed out relatively early ( for us ) west along the highway towards SA turning away from Adelaide past towns I've ridden through so i could bore Rob with those happy memories. I know its sacrilege for some but we drove straight past the multitude of wineries. Lunch in Lyndoch and another sacrilege .. not the bakery where the German pastries and cakes are better suited to refuelling after some exertion on the pedals..
Pictures online are perhaps the digital equivalent of a book cover. Hotels, like houses for sale, cannot really be judged by them . Its not as bad as it sounds, more interesting than disappointing.
A win, we are at The Flinders Hotel for steak night. I order without chips as eating some of Rob's is my way of contributing to his heart health. Before dinner we took a walk around town and along the foreshore. There are a couple of people walking and a couple of groups of older children hanging round a park but for the most part the shutters are down. Literally and figuratively.
One more sleep before a whole new world....
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