Falls Creek Misadventures

After a good nights sleep with the apprehension of the previous night forgotten, we awoke to a sunny morning. It soon turned to a light drizzle and we thought we would go for a drive to explore the high country, we thought Falls Creek would be a nice drive.

So we headed off to Falls Creek, meandering our way through the countryside that turned out to be a late lunch. During the drive the cloud started to increase and the rain got a bit heavier. The view from Rocky Valley Lake was spectacular but limited by the ever increasing clouds rolling across the mountain.

The clouds rolling through the Falls Creek area while at the lake.

The clouds rolling through the Falls Creek area while at the lake.

On the way home, Karen saw the sign for the Sweet Water Brewery at Mt Beauty on the Kiewa River. Further research tells us that Kiewa in the local aboriginal dialect meant sweet water. After traversing down the mountain in the pouring rain, it was time to have a break. We both like to have a drink, but it is usually Karen that gets to try all the beer and wines, as I am the driver. I am always the nominated driver, as a passenger I get bored too easily and starting playing with the radio and other controls and therefore banished from the passenger seat, while Karen is driving.

Tasting paddle at Sweet Water Brewery, Mt Beauty,

Tasting paddle at Sweet Water Brewery, Mt Beauty,

 

The brewery is on the high country beer trail, there are four in total. Karen was a little light on the details of the beer types, while I parked the car in the driving rain. As you can see, one had disappeared and I was only 30 seconds behind.

 

 

 

 

 

Shows the sign to see that we didn't make it up and the size of the lake in the background.

Shows the sign to see that we didn’t make it up and the size of the lake in the background.

On the way back to the camp, we went to visit AllensĀ Flat as one of our good friends use to live there as a child. So we went to the flat and were gob smacked to find that it had been a dredging operation in the gold rush that had created a huge lake. The dredging barge moved by sluicing the immediate area and then flooding it so it could move to the next area.

 

 

 

 

 

We arrived back, to find Matilda marooned on an island as the creeks in the caravan park had started to rise. We later found out that the town had 100+mm for the day. Sorry there are no photos as it was raining too hard.

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