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4th September
Woke up to the pleasant sound of pouring rain and howling wind, for a minute I thought I was back in Victoria. Today we are moving further south to Rockhampton in search of a beach without the wind.
The first stop on the trip was the Sugar Shed which is a small distillery producing rum from sugar cane. Joe thought it would be a place to pick up some handy hints. The distillery tour took an hour in which we learnt about the process of producing sugar from cane and then distilling the sugar into alcohol. There was a lot of useful information, did you know there are 4000 cane farms sending 30 million tonnes of sugar cane to 24 sugar mills to produce 4.5 million tonnes of raw sugar of which 80% is exported overseas. If you wish to know any more facts on the processing of sugar cane please send your questions in writing.
Once the tour was finished there was samples of their rums, liqueurs, schnapps and of course chutneys to be had. After sampling everything except the chutney and sauces it was off to the bottle shop to restock our ever dwindling supplies.
After a quick lunch we thought it best to get stuck into the 380 kms ahead of us. The drive south was fairly mundane with Wendy snoring and me battling to maintain concentration. We had intended to camp at a National Park north of Rocky but as the light was fading we dismissed that idea and went for a place called "The Caves". There was a school camp at the camp grounds so campsite away from the dormitory were sort. Camp was made as the sun was setting and because we were surrounded by trees and hills the girls couldn't get a sunset picture, disappointing.
Much to our surprise the night was very quiet and everyone had a sleep in.
5th September
The first thing on the agenda was a tour of the Cathedral Caves. These caves were interesting but not a patch on the Buchan caves and seemed to damaged by many years of trampling.
On to Rocky and then Yeppoon. After scanning the many camp sites on the coast we settled with a camp ground beside a lake called the Causeway Lake. Joe and I took our rods to the to do a spot of fishing and as usual I didn't catch a thing and for once neither did Joe.
Woke up to the pleasant sound of pouring rain and howling wind, for a minute I thought I was back in Victoria. Today we are moving further south to Rockhampton in search of a beach without the wind.
The first stop on the trip was the Sugar Shed which is a small distillery producing rum from sugar cane. Joe thought it would be a place to pick up some handy hints. The distillery tour took an hour in which we learnt about the process of producing sugar from cane and then distilling the sugar into alcohol. There was a lot of useful information, did you know there are 4000 cane farms sending 30 million tonnes of sugar cane to 24 sugar mills to produce 4.5 million tonnes of raw sugar of which 80% is exported overseas. If you wish to know any more facts on the processing of sugar cane please send your questions in writing.
Once the tour was finished there was samples of their rums, liqueurs, schnapps and of course chutneys to be had. After sampling everything except the chutney and sauces it was off to the bottle shop to restock our ever dwindling supplies.
After a quick lunch we thought it best to get stuck into the 380 kms ahead of us. The drive south was fairly mundane with Wendy snoring and me battling to maintain concentration. We had intended to camp at a National Park north of Rocky but as the light was fading we dismissed that idea and went for a place called "The Caves". There was a school camp at the camp grounds so campsite away from the dormitory were sort. Camp was made as the sun was setting and because we were surrounded by trees and hills the girls couldn't get a sunset picture, disappointing.
Much to our surprise the night was very quiet and everyone had a sleep in.
5th September
The first thing on the agenda was a tour of the Cathedral Caves. These caves were interesting but not a patch on the Buchan caves and seemed to damaged by many years of trampling.
On to Rocky and then Yeppoon. After scanning the many camp sites on the coast we settled with a camp ground beside a lake called the Causeway Lake. Joe and I took our rods to the to do a spot of fishing and as usual I didn't catch a thing and for once neither did Joe.
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