Eskape
Having revived ourselves with caffeine, we left Blackbutt and drove down the range, through the intriguing little town of Moore and on to Toogoolawah. Although the op shop was shut, and we were too early for the town's jacarandas, we did a quick run through town so I could show the others the red back spider on the roof of the local community radio station. I think it needs to be better publicised as one of Toogoolawah's tourist attractions. There are matching spider shaped seats on the lawn.
Then on to the lovely caravan park at Esk that nestles below the mountain overlooking the town. One this we hadn't counted on were the mozzies that swarmed at sunset. There was also a problem with the park not supplying the extra bedding we required for the trundle bed in our cabin, but we managed. We had planned to have a pub dinner but the nearest one was closed for renovation and we didn't fancy the walk in the dark to the farther one, so we grazed on the snack food we still had. Jan had bought a wonderful colander during the day with words instead of normal holes, so I used it to unleash my inner Pastafarian (between mozzie slaps).
Esk used to have three op shops but the Blue Care one closed in 2015. We chose the cafe next to Vinnies for breakfast, so that one couldn't close without us noticing. The cafe had a Kransky Sisters signed tea towel on the wall, so Esk's most famous daughters had been there in the past. We ate breakfast accompanied by a blue-faced honey-eater who was tucking into the leftovers on the next table, and then Vinnes opened its door. It is a small, cramped shop, but it had good things and there I found my buy of the trip, a tall, heavy glass LSA International vase, that really pleases me. While I was sitting outside waiting for the others, I googled it out of curiosity and found one for sale online for £20. I paid $5 for mine.
We resisted the lure of the amazing Esk antique shop, waved to Elvis who was standing on the back of a truck in the main street and headed for the Helping Hands shop which is hidden down a side street. It consists of two huge tin sheds, one containing furniture and large stuff and the other everything else. It is the only op shop I have even been in that has a large yellow plane hanging from the ceiling. The clothes were really cheap, and here Jan finally succeeded in her search for huckaback tablecloths for a friend. The furniture in the other shed was more pricey, but we found one of the most beautiful objects of the whole trip here. It will set you back $1000.
Then on to the lovely caravan park at Esk that nestles below the mountain overlooking the town. One this we hadn't counted on were the mozzies that swarmed at sunset. There was also a problem with the park not supplying the extra bedding we required for the trundle bed in our cabin, but we managed. We had planned to have a pub dinner but the nearest one was closed for renovation and we didn't fancy the walk in the dark to the farther one, so we grazed on the snack food we still had. Jan had bought a wonderful colander during the day with words instead of normal holes, so I used it to unleash my inner Pastafarian (between mozzie slaps).
Esk used to have three op shops but the Blue Care one closed in 2015. We chose the cafe next to Vinnies for breakfast, so that one couldn't close without us noticing. The cafe had a Kransky Sisters signed tea towel on the wall, so Esk's most famous daughters had been there in the past. We ate breakfast accompanied by a blue-faced honey-eater who was tucking into the leftovers on the next table, and then Vinnes opened its door. It is a small, cramped shop, but it had good things and there I found my buy of the trip, a tall, heavy glass LSA International vase, that really pleases me. While I was sitting outside waiting for the others, I googled it out of curiosity and found one for sale online for £20. I paid $5 for mine.
We resisted the lure of the amazing Esk antique shop, waved to Elvis who was standing on the back of a truck in the main street and headed for the Helping Hands shop which is hidden down a side street. It consists of two huge tin sheds, one containing furniture and large stuff and the other everything else. It is the only op shop I have even been in that has a large yellow plane hanging from the ceiling. The clothes were really cheap, and here Jan finally succeeded in her search for huckaback tablecloths for a friend. The furniture in the other shed was more pricey, but we found one of the most beautiful objects of the whole trip here. It will set you back $1000.
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