We are still in Shepparton on Monday morning, day of the Australian day, at 10 after long greetings we put ourselves on the road, will 'step over the' quick departure. 23 km east of Shepparton the second rear wheel jump, this time in contrast to the hole the day before, the tire exploded, leaving nothing in a wheel hopping. Thanks to my powerful GPS (I love my phone) I find that it makes no sense to continue forward, and after a call to roadside assistance, which asks us to take 300 soldiers to come, I decided that 20 miles without a flat tire is not much. During our slow return to the city 'a car stops to see if we need help and so' we meet Julian, Italian transplanted in 1970 when he left 15 years Pulfero (Tolmezzo) with his family in search of new life.
Julian invites us to his home where we offer home-made sausage, polenta and tomatoes in oil, if it were not for beer over wine, it would be a real osmizza, but after tasting the wine made in Home beer gains many points to explain that wine ... I think the description could be: 0 to headaches, less than half an hour.
Anyway we go to retrieve him from Ephraim and spend the whole afternoon, it also has a swimming pool ... salute at 6 and still without a wheel we venture to the hotel, the evening is not 'very different from the previous year. The next morning I venture into traffic from Shepparton to tire practically waiting for me to call from Julian, of course tire size beetle there 'they are neither new nor used it (I was hoping there a lot), here the cars are on average 4.0 L and the tires are all most 'of our large, then the measure used to us and' very rare, and the tire after 20 phone calls telling us that could have them for tomorrow. The alternative I suggest is 'a more than 2 cm rubber' wide, be there that I know from experience, makes us the money and two tires at 220 given the lack of alternative pay.
healthy for the third time Efrem and head, this time permanently, we travel south east to the snow road, where we cross and enter the Oaxley and Milawa wine region, we buy local cheese and the fruit of years there is a super faccciamo lunch at a winery in the hills, where we do a little 'tasting. Let
to Bright that had to be our break, but not like we decided to go a bit 'on up to Mt Beauty where we take the usual hotel for the usual 90 money, no hostels here to talk about it even more' ... a swim in the river and a ride up the mountain occupy our afternoon, evening, exhausted, dvd to bed. Wednesday
move north towards Beechworth, city 'of the gold rush during another century, makes you laugh consider this as a city' history, did not even exist before 1850. We continue to Rutherglen where we get to the second, we want to find where to sleep and go to the winery as soon as possible to a real lap 90 of course money for the hotel, swim in the pool to cool off by 44 degrees such that we are cooking, and so the Search wines. Today we take a real tasting, following the advice of the nice lady who tells us what to look for and what to listen for in each wine, a wonderful experience.
Eventually we buy a bottle with a name and irricordabile go for lunch along the river, where 5 or 6 turtles are waiting to see food. The evening swim in the pool again and again over dinner in the room 'dvd, the dark in these places there is not' much to do.
Thursday morning at 8.30 the heat and 'already' overwhelming, so after a week 'one begins to yield and so', as the wine region and 'pretty much over, and there remains much to see, if not others 4000km in each direction of bare hills with trees here and there, we decided to go to Sydney but no 'plan too much speed' for return. It is 10 when we leave and we are 600 km from home, the beetle is proving a real sword and runs along happy those of flames that continue to go up and down. 570, 500, 420, 380, km i continue to fall and continues to go the beetle, as the number of kilometers down the temperature increases and the vegetation grows, the only thing that gets worse and 'traffic, unable to drive in NSW , there 'nothing to do. During the trip we stop for a quick lunch, with the last of the pie purchased at Rutherglen in the most 'famous in Australia for these pies, and swimming in a pool literally nothing. We touch
Sydney at 6 in disbelief of how this our old car was behaving today, but unfortunately I deserve a prize of difficulty 'to give her some biscuits.
Adesso siamo da Nivi e Steve dove rimarremo per il resto della settimana fino alla partenza per la Thailandia, Sydney ha un’altra temperatura, decisamente piu’ vivibile…
Il ns road trip e’ quindi finito dopo 20 giorni, un premio al maggiolone che andrebbe riportato a casa, sto aspettando un preventivo per il trasporto…
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