Wednesday 17 February 2016

Wednesday 17/2/2016 - Swan Hill to Nyah

1406km - 1356km

A cold night has us not real interested in getting out of bed, except for EJ who woke early packed up his gear and drove into town for egg and bacon rolls again. Thanks again EJ. 

We are on the water at 8am and the wind   Is going right through me. How it changes being on the water, from freezing to boiling. Next week is shaping up to be very hot so I keep paddling thinking how good it is to be cold. 

Before long we are at a fork in the river and we take the left anabranch as it is shorter and looks like it has a better flow. All is going well until we come across a private ferry where the cables are stretched across the river. We did not see them coming so we have to do a bit of limbo dancing to get under them.  Sarg thinks this paddling thing is getting dangerous, two days ago a snake swam a metre behind his boat when we were pulled up at the bank, and now he nearly looses his head. Hang in there Sarg. 

Soon after rejoining the main river we pass another ferry, this time the cables are under water where they should be. Thomo is disappointed that he can not go for a ride. 

EJ gets us to stop and we follow him up the hill to some farms, he knows everybody around here. We walk up a dirt track to an old homestead called Tyntyndyer. This was built in about 1840 and has been used as a museum. The place is now closed, but still has all the interesting artefacts to look at. It is s real shame the homestead is deteriorating. 

We have lunch next to the river and one of EJ's friend arrives with a parcel of hot sausage rolls. We enjoy this treat. After lunch we tour on into Nyah, which is only a couple of hours paddle away. 

We pull up art he boat to amp and stay in a town camping area with lots of retirees and caravans. We have been talking about the Nyah pizza shop for days now so we head off to find this treasure and how sweet it was to get some of that pizza health food in after a good days paddle. 

We have our first animal problem tonight with a possum investigating the boats  at the moment Thomo is running around the camp ground chasing the possum with his paddle. The possum is winning. 

Check out the roots on this tree

One of the original buildings at the homestead. 

Thomo's big hamburger. The rest of us eat pizza. 

Sunset over the river, again. 


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