Gundagai

Saturday 11th May 2019, Gundagai.
I just expected to be a day for grinding out the miles but it turned out to be a really good one. The weather for the last 10 days has been really odd. Alternate days have been cold and wet and those in between dry and sunnyish. Today was one of the latter. A ride through some beautiful countryside along very quiet roads. It could almost have been England.
Then a look around Gundagai. A fascinating small town that was obliterated by a flood in 1852. A third of the population drowned but a quarter were rescued by two Aboriginals and their canoe.

59809265_473720210038483_1366032855506878464_n — Some wonderful wooden bridges. You can almost feel that you’re back in the middle of the 19th century when they were built

59826291_473720066705164_3702516161410236416_n — Just like India! Not accidental there was a permanent road sign about this

59914914_473720190038485_4518413708308774912_n — Yarra and Jacky the two Aboriginal heroes

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59976967_473720273371810_8313260516847910912_n — The local bushranger

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