Ah 2020. In a covid-free alternative universe we’d be traveling along the East Coast of Queensland this week, in a campervan, from Cairns down to Brisbane. C’est La Vie.
Instead we’re making the most of some of Melbourne’s winter sun, by taking a long weekend road trip to Daylesford. Here are the highlights:
1) The Daylesford Hot Chocolate Company. It’s impossible for anywhere this cute not to be delicious.
2) Hepburn Mineral Springs Reserve. The kids loved shouting into the tunnels to hear the echos. We enjoyed pretending not to know them whilst sipping on the fizzy bubble water. You can help yourself and your own fill bottles from the old fashioned pump.
3) The Sunday Railway Markets
4) Trentham Falls
5) Hanging Rock, Mount Macedon. Technically not in Daylesford, but our trip was designed to visit it on the way.
A note on this…
I recently read Joan Lindsay’s novel Picnic at Hanging Rock. I liked the re-booted tv series. I was half tempted to shout ‘Miraaaaaannnndaaa’ when I arrived here today. The book is about 4 ficticious private school girls that mysteriously disappeared on Valentine’s Day 1900. This is the inspiration for thousands of visitors a year. I repeat: ficticious.
But also,
The rock’s aborigional name is believed to be ‘Ngannelong.’ It was an important ceremonial meeting place, and a significant landmark for business, song, dance, storytelling and rituals. Europeans invaded the region after 1770, massacred huge numbers of the aborigional population, and forcibly removed any survivors from their land. This is non-fiction.
There’s a whole #mirandamustgo campaign which makes vital points about the whitewashing of history. I’m not sure if I agree that we should to erase either story, but I am re-learning to value both more equally, and re-learning how to separate convenient fiction and uncomfortable facts.
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