![Cute car.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0646-1024x768.png)
When I was a kid we’d go to vintage car rallies ALL THE TIME. Dear God, it was so boring. My Dad was a Riley enthusiast – beautiful British cars. Dad has a 1930 Riley 9, a Drophead and a couple of others. My first car was a Riley Elf, which is basically a mini with a Riley grill on the front.
We’d drive to car parks/wineries/paddocks/whatever. All of the Rileys would line up in a row and the men would crawl all over them, the women would pull up picnic chairs and chat and the kids would be bored. I think this is when my addiction to reading became cemented.
So when Jenna’s parents suggested that we go to a car rally in a town on the peninisula, I inwardly groaned.
But it was actually quite fun.
![Red Morgan. LOVE!](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0652-1024x768.png)
I think the difference was that it was a huge mix of different cars and they drove down the main drag of the town in a procession that lasted around an hour.
![Black corvette.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0647-1024x768.png)
Jenna’s parents and I drove to a mid point to meet up, then I hopped in their car and off we went. No, the corvette is not their car!
We found a spot at a table under a verandah and settled in to watch the parade.
![Cute cop car.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0657-1024x768.png)
There was everything from a model T Ford, dune buggies, Morgans, VW combis and beetles, muscle cars, sedans – something for everyone.
![Red 3 wheeler.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0665-1024x768.png)
There was even this 3 wheeled thing!
For a while I stood on the kerb with Andrew and watched the parade, looking for any Rileys, but after a while I got a little bored and thought I’d better go back and sit with Ann-Marie.
We were chatting away when I glanced over at the parade. A car was smoothly driving past with a silhouette that has been ingrained on my psyche since childhood.
“Holy shit, that’s a Riley!” I exclaimed, ever the lady, and I leapt up to join Andrew. I was ridiculously excited.
There were about 5 or 6 of them, one of them a mint-green Riley Elf. I could’ve taken photos but I called Dad instead and described what I was seeing. He was reliving his glory days as I was talking. It was pretty special.
Then we went to a winery for unch. I thought I did pretty well to get to pay for their lunches – I’ve learned from David27’s “in-laws” that you have to be quick to stop them paying for everything. Jenna’s parents are the same.
I sneakily overheard what they were going to order, then made sure I was ahead of Ann-Marie in the queue to order. When I ordered my meal, then went on to list theirs, I heard, “Oh you better not!” behind me. I put my card on the payment thingy, then turned around and said, “OMG, my card just slipped. Oh well…”
I thought I got away with it too, until we went to another winery for a wine tasting and I raved about a shiraz that was priced in the 3 figures and made them taste it. Guess who went home with a bottle of it? I’ve told them that they’re invited to my 60th and we’ll all crack it open then.
It’s so nice to see that my boys are choosing to be with partners with such lovely families. Andrew and Ann-Marie let me stay with them Friday night and they gave up their Sunday to spend time with me. That’s going above and beyond! I’m looking forward to enjoying that bottla wine with them in a few years time.
![Pretty house.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0677-1024x768.png)
Monday. Time to start heading home. I had no fixed plans, other than wanting to see the Ulpherstone Sinkhole in Mt Gambier that I missed on the way up – and I knew I wanted to spend ages in Port Fairy. Everyone says how pretty it is.
I wanted to learn from the mistake of my rushed trip over and take my time on the way back.
As I headed out, I thought I may as well drive up to Murray Bridge and have a look at the river. Why not? I put a generic address into the TomTom, ( 1 Main st / Smith St /First st ; whatever works), and I set off.
Then I started seeing signs to Harndorf.
I’ve been hearing about Hahndorf for 17 years. It’s the first German settlement in Australia and every year the German students from our school would go over there for an excursion and report back at the next General Assembly.
I had to see it for myself. I wanted to follow my nose home and this was an ideal place to start.
![Pretty restaurant.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0678-1024x768.png)
I pulled up in the Main st and parked outside an art gallery. Following my nose, I walked in.
And you wouldn’t believe it – I finally found the perfect painting for my dining room. I’ve only been living here and looking for the last 5 YEARS.
It’s absolutely nothing like I thought I’d buy. The subject is SO not me, it’s smaller than I visualised and the colours are different to what I was looking for, but when I saw it I knew it’d fit really well. So $1,100 lighter I walked out of the shop.
What are the odds? I had no plans to go to Hahndorf and there just happened to be a spot for my car directly outside the gallery. The painting had been put up less than 24 hours before I arrived. Maybe it was meant to be?
It’s being delivered sometime this week. If it looks awful then I only have myself to blame.
![Bust and a row of sketches.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0670-1024x768.png)
Look who I found in the museum behind the information centre!!!!
Remember when I showed you the picture of Ruth by Nora Heysen? Here’s her Dad – the way famous one of the two of them. The bust is of him and the sketches are his.
I like how when you travel in an area, the stories loop around. It reminds me of when Scott and I were walking on the battlements of Lincoln Castle, listening to the guided tour through our headphones, when I suddenly heard that Henry VIII and Katharine Howard had walked along the very same stones I was walking on. I’ll never forget the unexpected thrill.
![Photo of Prince Philip looking interested.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0669-768x1024.png)
Speaking of royalty, the museum behind the information centre was tiny, yet Prince Philip had visited it. One huge advantage to being a working royal is the amount of travel you could do. Imagine all the countries he must have seen? But imagine all the hours of tedium he must have gone through as well. No wonder he sometimes said the odd non-PC quip.
![Exquisite lace collar.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0674-768x1024.png)
In its day, the building was a school for boys and also a hospital. Look at the lacework, or is it tatting? This was on a maternity dress. I think I’d go blind, squinting, if I tried to do this, though I have some tatting that my great-grandmother did. Amazingly detailed.
Hahndorf was a very pretty little place. A few shops had jolly German music spilling out onto the street as thr tourists walked by. It was still school holidays in South Australia so there were a fair few people about.
Scott suggested that I mark all the school holidays in my calendar at the start of every year so I don’t make the mistake of travelling while the kids are free. I’m going to have to mark every state’s holidays, I think.
![Murray River.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0680-1024x768.png)
Then I drove to Murray Bridge.
Here’s the river Murray. It’s long. It’s wet. I had a look, ate lunch and drove on. I was aiming for Mt Gambier but then, as it was getting to late afternoon, the heavens opened up. I drove into Narracoorte.
There was a huge sign on the highway just before you enter the town, spruiking their caves. I vaguely remembered that Narracoorte was way famous for its caves, so I thought I’d get a cheap motel, stay the night and have a bit of a look around underground the next day.
![Giant extinct wombat.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0687-1024x768.png)
When I reached the caves the next day, I saw another instance of stories looping around. See this massive Diprotadon? Otherwise known as a giant wombat. What does he look a bt like?
![My sculpture.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/64060551514__2859B4B7-75B6-4CB6-8DB9-AED936EA3433-768x1024.png)
Remember my sculpture that I bought from the arts festival, thinking that it was going to be my only souvenir? They look like they might be cousins.
![Beautiful cave.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0690-1024x768.png)
The Narracoorte limestone caves are a world heritage listed site. They offer a few different tours but the lady in the information centre said to go on the fossils tour, because that is why they made it to the heritage list.
Don’t make the mistake I did and assume that the caves would be chilly. I wore my duckdown coat. It’s actually really warm down there.
![Stalactites in a row.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0700-1024x768.png)
See how the stalactites are hanging in a row here? Our guide said that in the early 1900’s guides used to clamber up there and ‘play’ the stalactites like a xylophone for their customers by hitting them. Sometimes one would break. Can you believe it???
Incidentally, I learned how to remember the difference between stalactites and stalagmites. Stalagmites MIGHT reach the roof one day, while stalactites have to hold on TIGHT to the roof to stop from falling.
Never say that this blog isn’t informative about the issues that matter!
![Hole in the roof.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0698-768x1024.png)
This fascinating photo is of a hole in the roof that leads up to the ground. This one was man-made to get all of the rubble out so that the tours like the one I was now on could be made. These also occur naturally, which is how the fossils have ended up in the caves.
Animals (and people, probably) would be innocently walking along and then fall down these shafts into the caves below. Some died immediately, but others survived until they died of thirst. They know this because they have complete skeletons of animals who look as if they’ve just curled up and gone to sleep, but with bones that have started to heal from their initial fall.
![Drop bear skeleton.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0702-768x1024.png)
This guy is a literal drop bear. Yes, they used to exist! He was some sort of carnivorous koala-type.
![Nasty claw.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0707-768x1024.png)
See the massive claw on his opposable thumb? Imagine that slicing into your soft underbelly?
![Kangaroo bones.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0709-1024x768.png)
This one was a kangaroo, but with only one toe. I took this photo to show you, but I like this next one a lot better.
![Shadow on the cave wall.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0705-768x1024.png)
That shadow is very Star Wars, isn’t it?
The caves that were initially found were just open caverns full of the rock formations, but then a couple of cavers found their way into some massive caverns further in that were jam-packed full of bones and fossils.
![Bones scattered on the cave floor.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0706-768x1024.png)
These are real bones that have been left as they were.
Behind the cave where we were standing is a massive cave where they’ve removed a small section of bones to study. They plan to leave the rest where they are for as long as possible. Our guide, who is a palaeontologist herself, said that they’ve removed enough bones and other material to keep many universities busy for decades. Maybe by the time they need to take another look, they might have technology that can study what’s in the caves but be able to leave everything untouched.
It’s an interesting thought.
![Country road.](https://burningdesireforfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/IMG_0713-768x1024.png)
And then I was off and away. I pointed the car towards Mt Gambier and off I went. It was just before lunch and the day was still young!
Costs of the trip:
Running total so far: $665
Costs for day 6: $85 for lunch.
Costs forDay 7:
$1,100 painting
$10 lunch (Subway – eat fresh.)
$69 fuel
$91 accommodation
Total for Day 7: $1,270
Running total for trip: $1,935 (Yikes! I hope I still love this painting when it arrives!)
I’m an old guy now and I can remember my dad and his mom always fighting over the bill when we ate out together, this was when I was a child. I vowed I’d never do that. If my parents wanted to pay for the meals when I visited them as an adult I’d let them. I came to understand that accepting a gift is in fact giving something priceless to the one who gives it. I get that pleasure now when I can pay for meals for my three grown kids and their spouses. I’m not criticizing, its fine to occasionally pick up the tab for in-laws and parents, but it is also fine, maybe even a little finer, to let them pay for the food. Unless they are destitute, its small money, meaningless to them and to you. But it never stops feeling good to provide something for your children. Especially when they are successful and self sufficient, it just is a fun thing.
I really like this.
For years I had people paying for me when I was in the struggle years when the boys were young and it was all I could do to pay the bills and keep a roof over our heads. It’s so nice to be able to treat people now.
I’m glad you have discovered the joys of slow travel. On our six month trip we arrived in Renmark to find a car rally. G wandered through the cars and we enjoyed the Rotary sausage sizzle, happy to support the locals. It’s all part of the fun.
One of my favourite towns is Hahndorf and I’ve visited twice. In the Sunshine Coast hinterland we have Montville and Maleny which although not German have a similar feel. It’s usually a lovely winter Sunday drive or even a weekend.
You’ve made me realise I spelled the town’s name wrong! oops
Blame the wine 🙂
Cave tours are super fun, I get the hibbie jibbies but still worth it! Your photos reminded me of Wind Cave and Jewel Cave in South Dakota.
I hope you enjoy the painting when it arrives, I look forward to seeing it!
I hope I enjoy it too…