We packed up again first thing and set off after Lucy, Susan, Edmund and I had played in the river. Our drive took us past the Loy Yang power plant. Its size and ugliness were mind boggling at close range, far more so than the distant glimpses I had before.
We spent far too much time shopping in Traralgon. RACV for maps that we then had laminated to hang on the walls and draw our journey on, a compass, tap fittings, and a baby backpack for Edmund.
The drive on took us through Tyre and Tyre State Park. The road down to Walhalla was narrow, windy but oh-so-beautiful.
It was 6:30pm when we pulled into Walhalla, all oohing over the old railway. We stopped at The Wally Hotel for dinner. The dinner was quite nice – a parmigama. Susan knelt on a chair at the bar, and I stood next to her while Mum ordered. We got terribly scared when a humangously fat man returned from the toilet and said in a loud, very deep voice; “Who’s been sitting in my chair?” I ran for my chair at our table, while susan refused to acknowledge him as he tried to tell her that he was trying to joke.
A drive through the town to the campsite showed us Walhalla was a quaint, beautiful town. I’m really looking forward to exploring it.