Fresh fruit and vegies
Trip Start
Jun 05, 2007
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Trip End
Jun 2009
The drive down to Canarvon was only 300km, a mere snippet of the drives we had thus far been having to endure, and it was delightful especially as we realised that there would not be another long, long drive again - not on this part of the journey at least!
We had read lots of good things about the fruit and vegies that were grown in this area and coming into town there was plantation after plantation of almost every sort of the healthy stuff. Having only previously experienced the disapointment of being told "sorry, you are too late, it's out of season" or "sorry, you are too early, it's not quite the season yet", we were delighted to be told that we had just made it in time for the final saturday market of the season that would be held tomorrow! We stayed in the middle of town and so, within walking distance of the market. Anyone would have thought we had wet the bed, we were at the market and almost knocking on the door at 7.45. First stop was a coffee for Kev and a tea for me, power juice! Then we walked the different stalls looking for meal ideas with the ingrediants available to us. After several purchases, including some of the best eggs I have ever eaten, we celebrated with a bacon and egg butty. Of the crafts available, nothing caught our eye, so decided to head back to the van to pack up and take a look at the One Mile Jetty. To be honest, the jetty has seen better days, but the reason for the state of dilapidation can be attributed to the hoons that set fire to it, subsequently causing a large section to fall into the sea, leaving the very end unprotected against the elements. They were managing to raise funds and the Government had made a tiny contribution, but restoration work takes time. Also in the heritage precinct was the old Lightmasters house, a wonderfully restored colonial house and a lookout over the town. There were lots of walks that could also be done around the dunes but time was ticking and we wanted some fish, we went to the market but a monsoon season is nearly upon us, the fishing vessels had stopped going out, so all that was available was frozen fish or seafood by the kilo - a little too much for us, so on we went.
We had read lots of good things about the fruit and vegies that were grown in this area and coming into town there was plantation after plantation of almost every sort of the healthy stuff. Having only previously experienced the disapointment of being told "sorry, you are too late, it's out of season" or "sorry, you are too early, it's not quite the season yet", we were delighted to be told that we had just made it in time for the final saturday market of the season that would be held tomorrow! We stayed in the middle of town and so, within walking distance of the market. Anyone would have thought we had wet the bed, we were at the market and almost knocking on the door at 7.45. First stop was a coffee for Kev and a tea for me, power juice! Then we walked the different stalls looking for meal ideas with the ingrediants available to us. After several purchases, including some of the best eggs I have ever eaten, we celebrated with a bacon and egg butty. Of the crafts available, nothing caught our eye, so decided to head back to the van to pack up and take a look at the One Mile Jetty. To be honest, the jetty has seen better days, but the reason for the state of dilapidation can be attributed to the hoons that set fire to it, subsequently causing a large section to fall into the sea, leaving the very end unprotected against the elements. They were managing to raise funds and the Government had made a tiny contribution, but restoration work takes time. Also in the heritage precinct was the old Lightmasters house, a wonderfully restored colonial house and a lookout over the town. There were lots of walks that could also be done around the dunes but time was ticking and we wanted some fish, we went to the market but a monsoon season is nearly upon us, the fishing vessels had stopped going out, so all that was available was frozen fish or seafood by the kilo - a little too much for us, so on we went.


