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Caloundra to Tenterfield

...and another (last?) tumble!

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Barry & Shirley took us out to a viewpoint from which we could see one of our favourite old stamping grounds, the Glasshouse Mountains (the peaks apparently reminded Captain Cook of the glass furnaces in Yorkshire). From there we went to Yandina to see the Buderim Ginger Factory (moved from Buderim to Yandina some years ago). Yandina derives its name from two aboriginal words (yan = 'go' and dinna = 'feet', make of that what you can!). Buderim comes from another Aboriginal word, badderam, referring to the hairpin honeysuckle - wish I had known before, I would have tried to get a piccy! There we enjoyed the rainforest gardens before taking the very informative tour complete with tastings - we both love ginger, so the shop did some business too! On the way back we watched some surfers at Coolum Beach and when we got back to Caloundra we found two young Willie Wagtails being fed by the parent bird. I have been unable to find the derivation of the name Caloundra but suspect another Aboriginal origin.


During our time based in Caloundra, we visited Pelican Waters, where we saw an amazing bug, and Golden Beach (on the opposite side of Bribie Island from Caloundra) where we did some people-watching as well as looking for birds. We joined Barry at Caloundra Golf Club where he carried out the daily bird-feeding duties. At the apartment, we had various visitors of the avian variety both on the balcony and in the trees across the road by the beach and a parade of interesting vehicles as part of a pre-Christmas celebration. Another popular activity was spotting the various ships heading to and from Brisbane.


We then moved on to Barry & Shirley's apartment in New Farm (Brisbane), calling on old friends, Tony & Glennis, in Clontarf. It was good to catch up on the intervening years. In New Farm we enjoyed walks along the river, all new and so different from when we lived in Brisbane and Judith and Barry walked to Newstead House while I watched the Test Match! Brisbane was named after the Brisbane River which had in turn been named after Sir Thomas Brisbane who was Governor of New South Wales from 1821-1825 - there was no such thing then as dual citizenship! At various times, for a change, we found the opportunity to take sunrise/dawn and sunset and night photos. One fine evening we had dinner on the South Bank (ferry there and back) with Barry & Shirley and Chris and Stephanie (Chris was Barry's partner when Judith worked for Barry).


A trip to O'Reilly's on the Lamington Plateau was a highlight although it was a more tiring drive than Barry had anticipated, particularly with roadworks on the winding road up to the plateau. By way of explanation the replica aircraft is a commemoration of Bernard O'Reilly's feat of finding the crashed aeroplane in 1937. He noticed a distant change in the forest and trekked through to find two survivors who owed their lives to him. There were many birds there and we were amazed at the variety of blue items collected by a satin bowerbird for its bower. I don't think the Lamington Plateau is named after the cake but can't find any other derivation - yet!


We also were able to catch up with a couple of Judith's 365Project friends. Terry met us in Roma Street Parkland (another eye-opener for us) and the we went back to his place where we met 365er Rachel and enjoyed a sociable and photographic lunch.


The day we left Brisbane turned out to be quite a game-changer. At some stage we had left the Land Cruiser lights on (no names, no pack drill) so when we came to leave, the battery was flat. The RAC came to the rescue, although I have to say the guy who came was not as helpful as others we have met. He couldn't replace the battery but was able to get enough charge in for us to get going but he said that the battery would not charge as we drove as it was too damaged so we must keep driving until we could find someone who could replace it. It was a Saturday so many places were closed. We found our way through Brisbane and were avoiding motorways hoping to find a samaritan in centres off the main drag. At one stage, our satnav, Gladys, warned us that we would need to take a ferry which would entail turning our engine off, so a quick re-routing exercise! In Karana Downs we found a very nice chap who had come into his garage to do some bookwork but broke off to provide us with a new battery - phew!

We were heading for Goondiwindi as an overnight stop on the way to Lightning Ridge and stopped in Toowoomba as we needed a mini-shop and a post office. Judith got out of the vehicle and had only taken a few steps when a car park took a second victim. She stumbled and fell full length, cracking her head on the ground. A very kind lady tended to Judith, telling us that she had been brought up to care for the elderly - what?! Someone else called an ambulance and a paramedic came and attended to Judith before taking her (in a station wagon) to Toowoomba Hospital, with me following. It took about four hours before Judith could get a repair to her eyebrow and an x-ray revealed a fine fracture so we had to stay in Toowoomba. This meant cancelling Goondiwindi and Lightning Ridge. We had been going from Lightning Ridge to Uralla so I then had to book a motel in Tenterfield to break the journey from Toowoomba to Uralla - once we started moving again. Toowoomba is believed to be derived from an Aboriginal word meaning 'swamp' - a most unkind description of the lovely Garden City.

After a few days R & R in Toowoomba, we set out for Tenterfield, in the New England area of New South Wales, through mainly rolling downs and agricultural areas. The scenery was attractive but we have become spoiled so this was enjoyable but lacking in excitement! Some way down the road, we were waylaid by a cheese factory just before Stanthorpe. We are cheese lovers so have to stop when we see a 'cheesery' and have never been disappointed. Had a lovely lunch and bought some cheese before continuing. Stanthorpe has an interesting derivation. Stannum is the Latin word for tin and when tin was found and mined in the area a township of Stannum developed. As the town grew, a more suitable name was sought and hence Stanthorpe or tin town, 'thorpe' being Middle English for village - not very Australian but a lovely place nonetheless.


Stanthorpe itself proved to have very photogenic inhabitants with a lovely park in which some lads enjoyed the water! Not a great distance further on a detour to Girrawheen National Park was also very rewarding. The motel in Tenterfield was really comfortable and we even had our windscreen cleaned! That's service. Tenterfield is another place that has Scottish origins. Sir Stuart Donaldson was the first Premier of New South Wales and ran a station which he named Tenterfield Station after a family property in Scotland and the town which later developed, adopted the name.


Posted by SteveJD 02:30 Archived in Australia

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