Under

Signor Giacobello at the entrance to Buchan Caves, Victoria.

So, we packed up the family and drove, and drove, and drove, and drove to Buchan Caves – about 4+ hours from Melbourne to see this:

Going down a steep, dark tunnel, between 40 – 60ft underground .  It was breathtaking, and exciting, and lots of fun.  The kids were very excited.  Zara, chiefly at the sight of all those giant carrots, and Matteo, at his first captive adult audience, who laughed at his attempts at humour in an enclosed space.  He couldn’t believe his luck.  Everybody laughed – more than once at his interjections.  We have either spawned a comedian in the making, or a smart-alec… Only time will tell.  He is completely delightful to me, and his confidence and poise constantly surprise me.

Some of the formations in these caves are so beautiful, and it’s amazing that it is possible to be led through these lighted, and sturdy tunnels in complete safety and see it all.

There is a campsite on the grounds, with such beautiful trees – mostly european, but the light was stunning in the late afternoon, and we spotted a few roos – one had a joey in her pouch.

Two days away -  too much driving.  Nice to have some space, and I think the nicest thing about going away – apart from the break and the wonderful sights, is the marvellous feeling to be home, sleeping in our own comfortable beds with pure cotton sheets, fresh brewed coffee for breakfast, and giggling kids in a bath washing away the grime from the road.

Perfect.