Another Adventure - Canberra - Getting There

Now that we have “Frank” the Fuso truck, it’s time  to get out and about once again.  We have been wanting to play the tourist in Canberra for a little while, so last week was the perfect opportunity, as we had nothing on.

We headed down last Wednesday, leaving perfect autumn weather.  However, most of the leaves have now fallen from the trees around here.  As we travelled further south, it clouded over.  

Our first stop was at Boorowa for an early lunch.  A feature of the streetscape is their Anzac Memorial clock tower.

Check out the unusual markings on clock face.

One shop has a beautiful old facade.

There is a historic advertising sign on the side of that building.  I remember Pelaco shirts, as some of my work shirts from my first job were that brand. Yes, they made lady’s clothes as well.

As we neared Canberra we started to see scattered showers in the surrounding hills.  This was the main weather pattern for most of our stay.

We arrived at our destination in the early afternoon.  The caravan park we stayed at was very easy to find, without having to tow the van through the city.  It is only a few years old and rather stark.  There are next to no trees and it is very flat and featureless. We think it would be rather hot during the summer time.  Having said that, the sites are nice and roomy, easily accessed and flat.  The amenities and camp kitchen are wonderful.  There is also a section geared up for bus loads of school kids coming down for their excursions to the capital.  The weekly farmers markets are located directly over the road.  For our purposes, you couldn’t have got much better. 

Our first task that afternoon was to find a phone shop, as Mick’s phone decided that the battery had had enough on the night before we left.  It is a bit of a challenge to find parking spots in the city for Frank, as he is too high to go into underground car parks.  We did find a suitable spot and found the Telstra Shop easily.  The assistant was very helpful and Mick was all set up, ready to use his new phone, in no time.  An expensive little souvenir of our trip.

That evening we caught up with one of my old school friends for dinner in a nice old pub.  The perfect way to start our little holiday.