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Dondingalong Visitors 2.
By patterjack
04 November 2006
Dondingalong Visitors 2.

The very first visitors to the block after we purchased it were my brother -in - law and his wife . They had been residents in Kempsey several years before , when he had been an agricultural officer working with the CSIRO . They jumped at the chance to revisit an old stamping ground , where two of their children had been born.

There was as yet no house on the block , so we all stayed in motels in town.We were anxious to call upon his knowledge of the rural scene to help with the possible siting of the dam , and I also took advantage of his presence to identify some of the native trees . There are a considerable number of different kinds of gumtrees , and he was able to help out with the naming of differing kinds . He and I both selected the identical spot for the dam, though when it was finally dug , the contractor placed it a short distance below our choice . Our site was a good one , but the final site had a better base .

After the requisite tour of the twenty-five acres we were able to visit many of the places known to them , and had a lovely afternoon at Crescent Head with a meal at the local RSL Club . It was also a chance to have a flutter on the poker machines , where we met up with an old acquaintance of theirs .

After the house was built we were in a much better situation to entertain , and to have people there for extended periods . My father had come up with me to see the place while my wife stayed with my mother , who was approaching blindness at the time . However , we were able to get them both up there together at a slightly later date , and were able to satisfy my mother's great desire to travel about , by taking them to various seaside places , such as SouthWest Rocks , Hat Head , Crescent Head , Stuart's Point and so on .

When the wife and I were there together we also used to make frequent trips out and about , exploring some of the strangely named places , names mostly of Aboriginal origin . We were upbraided on one occasion when we asked about Bellimbopinni , accenting the syllable bop instead of the correct pin . We did not bother to ask about Yarrahappinni ! That , by the way , was somewhat of a disappointment when we made our way to the mountain lookout , to be met only with a vast expanse of mist below us . But we saw a lot of the rest of the North Coast at other times.

We were able to make quite a few trips down to Wauchope , where the son and his family live , and of course they were able to make days trips up to see us . Port Macquarie is close enough to both places , and we dropped in there often enough , especially if we had to put a visitor on a plane at the airport there. One evening , while we were staying overnight in Wauchope , we managed to overshoot a turn off , and finished up rather a long way down the Pacific Highway before we could get back to the alternate route to Wauchope via the Bago Bago Road.

Another of my co-lecturers from Wagga and his wife also visited . I know they enjoyed it , but I fear that travel to rural parts of Australia might not have been quite as entertaining for them as their frequent world travels were .

The one complete stranger who stayed there was a workmate of my daughter's husband . He and she were auditing a local branch office of the Social Services. Since she was a lady , it was everyone on best behaviour , but she fitted in well , and being a bit of a fitness freak , she was out early and away on a run before Bruce and I stirred . It saved the pair a lot of living expenses . I am still the object of much amusement because I prepared a huge quantity of kebabs for grilling over the outside fire. I was still eating them long after they left . I had a carnivorous week of it .

The Sydney members of our family were always most welcome . My wife has three sisters as well as the brother , and they and their husbands were all keen to see our acquisition . Her youngest sister brought another relative as well , who was much taken with the fact that Kempsey was the home of a music festival , and presented me with a violently coloured tee shirt advertising it .

The next eldest sister and her husband were also highly impressed with the place. I was there alone at the time they arrived , as my wife was still nursing , so we had a fairly quiet time . I think they most enjoyed the simpler elaxation.

The third sister and her husband stayed with us the longest . He was a Kiwi , and I fear , much addicted to what he called a wee ween and it was nothing to get up in the early hours of the morning and find him sipping away at the white wine . The sister was keen to try out the Kempsey golf course, particularly since we all knew that there was a mob of kangaroos that had taken up permanent residence around the thirteenth hole . I personally always approached that mob with care , since the leader was a rather large red , with a fearsome set of toenails .

Unfortunately for the brother in law it was a very hot day, and the third and fourth holes were deep in a gulley , where it was close to sauna conditions. After completing a short hole down there , he decided that the club house was much cooler and far more congenial to his tastes , so he trudged off up the hill and left the rest of us to sweat it out .

Apart from the kangaroos , he was really fascinated by the flock of black cockatoos that lived among my casuarinas .

Both my daughters spent time up there , Vanessa the younger , more than her sister Alyson . The latter is married to a Greek lad , and one must always remember that Greeks are a big friendly clan. Therefore , their son's godparents went up with them to enjoy a break from the city . They too all toured around the countryside , and one of their days was spent fishing . They caught some , and froze a few . The only problem with that was that when they left , they left behind a small redspot whiting in the freezer . I came up a couple of days after they had left , and had the unhappy task of sterilising the freezer . Michael has not been allowed to live that down .

Long before that , when we were looking after young Nicholas their son up there , it was his great delight to be taken for our usual afternoon stroll along the ridge road . Again , kangaroos were a sight seeing treat for him . Since he was young and it was often warm , we took him in a stroller and pushing a stroller along a gravel surfaced country road was a great contribution to our fitness . Nicholas always kept an eye out for Glenys , the neighbour , who often presented him with some small titbit .

The visits paid by Vanessa , Bruce and their two sons are another tale .

Reviews

Written by Phil (6828 comments posted) 4th November 2006
Sounds like happy days Brian. From the pieces I've read, I get the impression you didn't live there full time - I may be wrong - do you still have the place? (Do tell me to mind my own business if I'm being nosy.) 
 
Another

Written by Phil (6828 comments posted) 4th November 2006
Bugger, damn thing saved before I'd finished.  
 
Sorry: Another interesting read that I enjoyed. 
 
All the best, 
 
Phil.
Sorry
Written by patterjack (1314 comments posted) 4th November 2006
Could that have been my fault in adding a pargraph about the one odd person out as a visitor ? Only remembered that at the last minute . 
 
My my Phil , but you're quick off the mark ! 
 
patterjack

Written by Robru (249 comments posted) 15th March 2008
Happy days are a great source of material.There should be more of them. I like the coastal areas you wrote about btu chose to live inland. A damn good read.
Lovely stuff
Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3433 comments posted) 15th March 2008
I missed this first time round. It was great to read about the early days of setting up. It's always a wonderful time.You wrote about it with such enthusiam and affection [ and a lot of humour] The trick with this type of writing is knowing what to put in and how long to spend on details to keep the narrative flowing. I think you've got it down to a fine art. It a pleasure to read. As Phil say,obviously happy times. 
Jane

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