Day 119
Wednesday
26 April 2017
Echuca
It happened again last night, more rain in heavy bursts
pounding into our heads and waking us from sleep. I felt like it was in the
middle of the night but on thinking about it, it was more likely on dawn.
We finally stirred at 8am, I was straight to the computer to
see if the net was up and it was and for a change was quite quick. I assumed
there was less traffic volume trying to take up the waves. This allowed me to
upload a heap of things and feel like I was getting on top of it all. I read at
the same time, happy to lounge in bed until 9am, when Paul returned from the
shower.
I began multi tasking; making the bed, getting dressed and
continuing the upload of data. I went for my shower, amusing one fellow camper
who saw my thong get lodged in the thick red mud as I walked to the shower
block, leaving it behind for a few steps as my momentum carried me along. It
amused me too.
Once I returned I readied myself for our morning, the
internet was now down grr. We donned our warm and waterproof gear and took off
on foot to the river to check out the view along the Murray.
We followed along the edge of the caravan park before coming
back to the van, I rechecked the internet, still no go. We then set off again,
this time into town. We continued to follow the Murray River riverbank into the
old port district. We stopped in at some of the shop fronts admiring the old
world handicrafts of the blacksmith and wood turner.
From here we continued into town, walking past the many
stores and taking in the views of the various old facades. We stopped and read
some of the historical plaques giving an insight to life in the town during the
1850’s.
Once we reached the centre, we ventured back to the van,
taking the main road instead of the riverside path. We stopped in for lunch. I
continued to try the internet, but no luck, instead I read my book as the skies
flip flopped between sun and cloud.
At 1pm we took the car across to Moana to see a bit more of
the NSW town, there wasn’t much to see. This centre is not as large as Echuca,
with a main road thoroughfare of shops for about 200m. The buildings however
are somewhat newer and there are many resorts and spas lining this side of the
river.
With our drive through complete we returned to the vicinity
of the caravan park , but instead of puling into the gate we took the scenic
drive, which turned out to be a loop around the park next door and wasn’t worth
doing as the road was closed due to flooding.
I had Paul drop me at the end of the park so I could take
photos and then I wandered back into the park, finding him busily packing the
car up ready for tomorrow’s move. He loaded the car aboard the trailer and then
we decided to get on the move again.
We walked the main street yet again so I could take some
final picture of the old buildings. I love the character and find myself
attracted to the interesting doors and old brickwork. I am sure some wonder
what the hell I am taking photos of, but I see the detail and intrigue of these
objects.
We passed the old sweet shop with its interesting window
display of suspended toy planes and old cars and a giant lollypop. We wandered
through, reading the old tin signs with their amusing sayings, much to do with
alcohol, housework and giving a toss.
We continued along the street before walking towards the
info centre. We deviated slightly across the park and over the muddy pond. I
took some photos of two Eastern Rosella’s that were perched in a tree and then
we did a quick walk through the info centre before crossing the Murray River
via the bridge to Moama.
We returned over the bridge and made our way back through
the town along the riverbank and on to our van once again. We sat back enjoying
the afternoon as the golden light began to stream in. I went through today’s
photos, while Paul continued to review some of the beers he had collected. I
still wasn’t able to get the internet up despite it telling me there was a
strong signal. Just as well I was able to do a lot this morning.
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