Day 68 - Sunday, 20 March - Quindanning (hotel)

Happy Birthday to Charles in St Paul -10 years today.

The road from Bunbury to Williams is very scenic and we were in no hurry.    Rolling hills and much sheep on the bare fields.  

Hans was ahead of me (photo), when I spoke to the driver of the below pick-up.

"Need food for my sheep", he said and asked: "Where do you come from?".   Then we smiled goodbye.

He had travelled 400 K's inland to get this load of hay from his brother,  had stopped at the icecream man in Williams and was on his way back to Busselson - just another 200 kilometers.

In another two-three months it will be winter in Australia.  We have been told, that July is cold and wet in most places.  But just now the fields are bone dry.  Sheep and cattle wander aimlessly around the almost dried out waterholes.

Our goal is "Ye Olde Quindanning Inne", where we had coffee with Inga and Hans two weeks ago on our way south.   The Inn dates back to around 1900 and has a lot of caracter.

We remembered the garden as shady and quiet.   

But, believe it or not, today we get to attend "Tribute to Johnny Cash, Bruce Springsteen and The Rolling Stones".

- with loadspeakers on HIGH.

We are in the middle of a huge garden party concert with beer, hamburgers, chips, flowery summer dresses and men of all ages with horsetail in roomy shorts.  Much laughter, fun and applaus on this warm and lovely Sunday afternoon.  

We take a break to visit a tiny Anglican church which is open like churches used to be in Denmark many years ago.

At 8 pm, when we come back, the musicians are leaving.   

The evening is warm, the moon is almost full and we meet Mike, who is bit tipsy.  He drives a truck in the nearby gold mine, he loves his job (sparkling eyes), he is a rich man (130.000 $AU a year) - and in two years he will retire.

We learn all this without asking any questions .... the Australians are decidedly friendly and outgoing people.

If we can get a room to the garden tomorrow, we will stay another night.