It's amazing how you get stuck into things and the days fly by. Doesn't seem that long ago that I posted on here but, according to the previous post, it was Feb 25. What is it now - March 6? Nuts.
Spied a nice C-series Inter just down the road from our place - fully sign-written (slightly worn) and proudly displaying "Pakenham Upper" on its side. Another one to hunt down.
Popped down to Yarragon on the Princes Highway today to pick Jodi up from a work trip to some nearby coal mines. We had planned to meet at the two BPs further up the road before you get to the Drouin turn-off but Jodi had rung to say there were some cool little shops in Yarragon and it was "only about 20 minutes further on". Since I'm always up for a road trip of any sort I quite happily met her there and walked the main drag. Yarragon is one of those little towns where the highway runs passed the main street (running parallel to the dual carriageway) which is lined with cafes, a pub and numerous boutique/craft-type stores. I'm always keen for a wander through these places as you never know what you're going to find (plus the town's war memorial is usually nearby and these are always interesting - Yarragon lived up to this "rule of thumb"). I came away successfully with a nice china mug with an FT3-ish Albion flat being loaded in a typically English farmyard scene - there was a whole pile of them so it's definitely not an antique, one-off find.
However, what I thought was rather fun about Yarragon, from a truck point of view, is that you can sit at a cafe - inside or out - and just watch the transport industry roll passed on the highway. Everything from local delivery pantechs to the odd cocky's workhorse and right up to tri-tri B-double curtainsiders and bulk grain carriers. To be honest, I reckon I could sit there for quite a few hours and just watch the world go by. It also re-affirmed my belief that there certainly are some very tidy machines on this side of the country.
I won't mention Jodi's comment about the TK cab she saw in Yarragon. She remembered as we came back passed Warragul. Ah well, next time!
Spied a nice C-series Inter just down the road from our place - fully sign-written (slightly worn) and proudly displaying "Pakenham Upper" on its side. Another one to hunt down.
Popped down to Yarragon on the Princes Highway today to pick Jodi up from a work trip to some nearby coal mines. We had planned to meet at the two BPs further up the road before you get to the Drouin turn-off but Jodi had rung to say there were some cool little shops in Yarragon and it was "only about 20 minutes further on". Since I'm always up for a road trip of any sort I quite happily met her there and walked the main drag. Yarragon is one of those little towns where the highway runs passed the main street (running parallel to the dual carriageway) which is lined with cafes, a pub and numerous boutique/craft-type stores. I'm always keen for a wander through these places as you never know what you're going to find (plus the town's war memorial is usually nearby and these are always interesting - Yarragon lived up to this "rule of thumb"). I came away successfully with a nice china mug with an FT3-ish Albion flat being loaded in a typically English farmyard scene - there was a whole pile of them so it's definitely not an antique, one-off find.
However, what I thought was rather fun about Yarragon, from a truck point of view, is that you can sit at a cafe - inside or out - and just watch the transport industry roll passed on the highway. Everything from local delivery pantechs to the odd cocky's workhorse and right up to tri-tri B-double curtainsiders and bulk grain carriers. To be honest, I reckon I could sit there for quite a few hours and just watch the world go by. It also re-affirmed my belief that there certainly are some very tidy machines on this side of the country.
I won't mention Jodi's comment about the TK cab she saw in Yarragon. She remembered as we came back passed Warragul. Ah well, next time!
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