The drive across country Victoria via Bairnsdale, Sale and Traralgon was slowed to a crawl by mile upon mile of roadworks, high winds and heavy rain. Approaching Melbourne, the weather cleared up and we trundled, brakes squeaking and clutch groaning, into St Kilda to meet a friend. There was an adventurous U-turn on Brighton Road, a double-dual carriageway with trams to boot!
After an all-too-brief chat over coffee and cake, it was time to meet the ferry. It was an easy drive around the waterfront to the Spirit of Tasmania terminal. We covered 660 miles (1’062km) in two and a half days and got there with half an hour to spare!
Waking up early to another beautiful day, I discovered that the motel was directly on the lagoon waterfront. After a leisurely start, we set off towards Melbourne. The only requirement was to reach the ferry before 5pm.
Deciding to take the scenic route via the Princes Highway, we followed the coast South towards Gippsland. The plan was to reach Lakes Entrance, some 550km away.
The weather was glorious, as was the scenery along the way.
200 km of National Park between Eden and Orbost with nothing but trees and a road. Dusk came all too soon, by which time the inadequacy of the car’s head lights became apparent. Luckily, we caught up with a truck which could clear the way for us.
Exhausted and sore, we finally reached Lakes Entrance and pulled up at the first available motel. Getting one’s priorities straight, it was high time to make a cup of coffee… then have a shower.
With the VW packed to the gunwales, the moment for departure had arrived. Final good bye to my darling dachshund, for now anyway, then it was just me, the cat and the road.
Starting with 7347 miles on the dial at Newtown, the first leg of our journey to Tasmania was to take us to Nowra, on the NSW South Coast. Staying with friends for the night, there was the first opportunity in weeks to relax and play some trains!
The week after the removals was reserved for cleaning and finishing off the remaining sewing jobs. Operating in austerity mode using the absolute minimum in tools and equipment that had been retained or borrowed. Most of this needed to find room in the car to be driven to Tasmania.
The final act was to bury the sign which had hung outside for a dozen years under the floor.
Packing up 15 years worth of one’s life is not an easy task. Everything had to fit into no more than one 20′ container for shipping to Tasmania. Deciding what to take and what to leave behind was a good opportunity for a major cull.
Everything was ready just in time for the removals men. The house slowly emptied out and was stacked in the contaner in what resembled a game of 3-D Tetris!
Not satisfied with just moving next door, Rudolf couture is relocating to Tasmania. New premises and fresh ideas make for a lot of excitement!
Opening mid-May 2015 in one of Launceston’s most iconic buildings, the 1936 ‘Holyman House’ located in the heart of the CBD.
Several new sewing machines added to the list, some of them with instruction booklets for download! Details here.
Pattern Drafting & Design 1 starting Saturday 05 April 2014 at 10am. Full details here.