A glimpse into the history of Myrtleford

Growing tobacco has had a relatively long history in Australia, with the first successful farms recorded in New South Wales in 1820. This continued, with many ups and downs, until 2006, when Australian tobacco was deemed too expensive in a market dominated by Brazil, China, India and east African countries.

Myrtleford (and surrounding areas) had many tobacco farms, and attracted Italian migrants to the region in the 1950s. They came as labourers, then became share-farmers and eventually, owners of the farms.

This memorial in a park on the main street in Myrtleford honours these hard working migrants who played a vital role in the development of the region.


When tobacco leaves were picked, they had to be dried in specially designed kilns. A  log kiln, typical of those built from the 1930s to the early 1960s and used on the farm of the Pizzini brothers, has been relocated to the Rotary Park.



Kilns made of corrugated iron replaced the log structures, and you can still see many of these as you drive through the attractive Alpine countryside.


As I worked on this post, a surprise popped up in my WordPress reader. Unbeknownst to me, I just had an anniversary. Where is the prosecco, WordPress?


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Thank you, but I’m not hungry right now

For those of you who were brought up in a polite family, or those for whom English is not their language of choice, we may have to explain why the soup of the day is not one many of us would be eager to order.


However, I wouldn’t say no to a ride in this little beauty.



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The city that floats on water




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In which we have a picnic at 1300 meters

The plan: the young ones would drive to the foot of the walking track, leave their car and walk to the picnic spot at the Mount Buffalo lookout, which has an elevation of about 1300 meters. (Their walk took about 2 hours,  with lots of ups and ups.)

My role: drive to the picnic spot in Cedric-Neville (he has a new name since his relocation), with the picnic food, and then take the young ones back to their car when we were ready to head home.

The day: overcast and cool (or cold, depending on how acclimatised you are, after years in the tropics).

The verdict: what a splendid plan and picnic it was.

Here’s the view from the lookout, you can see the next state (New South Wales) on a good day.


There are lots of huge boulders balancing casually above the deep gorge.


This sturdy little shelter has fireplaces which would be welcome to tired, cold hikers. We just put on a few more layers and had our picnic outdoors. We’re such brave-hearts.


I reckon this warning sign shows a jaunty fellow clicking his heels and shouting “Ole” as he falls off the cliff.


The Mount Buffalo Chalet was opened in the early 1900s. There are big, expensive plans to redevelop the Chalet which is currently not in use. You can see an artist’s impression of the project, and read about the progress, or lack thereof hereMount Buffalo Chalet


Fittingly, the weather vane at the apex of the chalet roof is a buffalo.


The snow season officially ends this weekend, but I hope to get out and cross country ski and snowshoe next winter. Let’s see if my plans come to fruition!


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With apologies to Janis Joplin

“Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a” … Rolls Royce


Click me:   Mercedes Benz


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In Santa Croce, on the Canale di Santa Chiara

Hurray for the Art Biennale in Venice. It gives us the chance to enter places that are seldom, if ever, open to the public.

One such venue is the Chiesa Sant’Andrea, not far from the Piazzale Roma. (Do spend a moment or two reading about it here: santandreadellazirada )


Here is just a tiny teaser of what we saw when one of the pesky tourists and I went to see the art installation.


In the lower left hand corner, you catch a glimpse of part of the installation, which was fridges!!





I’ll probably never find this church open again, so wasn’t I lucky to be there at the right time?


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The pampered guardians

In the Libreria Acqua Alta, self proclaimed by the owner Luigi Frizzo as the most beautiful bookshop in the world, dwell some well loved cats. For some people, they might well be the main attraction in this crowded, shambolic shop.

You can find Luigi, his books and cats in Calle Lunga Santa Maria Formosa, Castello.




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