I took Bluey with me on a trip to Yarra Glen to visit my aunt and uncle. It was a long return trip of 272 kms on B grade roads with lots of pot holes. On the forward journey, there was a constant stream of caravans heading north.
As soon as I put Bluey on the ground, he was pulling me to their front door. He has only been there a couple of times, but he clearly knew where to go.
A delightful aged care worker was busy tending to my uncle when we arrived, so I had a chance to have a good catch-up with my aunt. Bluey was happy to sit on a rotation of laps during our visit.
We have travelled to or through Yarra Glen several times but have never stopped to have a good look around. The Yarra Valley Grand Hotel on the Melba Hwy dominates the town.
Back at the caravan park, I walked Bluey around the park. He remembered a woman who patted him yesterday, and went straight up to her for attention. She is part of a group of women staying at the park who walked 15 kms along the rail trail to raise money for an autism charity.
For dinner, we drove into town for Indian, which was delicious. We are in for a cold night with the temperature forecast to drop to 3°, but we should enjoy a couple more sunny days.
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