Today learned about Ned Kelly.
Apparently 150 + years ago there was this cop who hit on a farmer’s
daughter. Her brother shot at the cop
and grazed his wrist, her Mother hit the cop over the head with a shovel. Mom was arrested and sentenced to 3 years
hard labor. Ned became an outlaw and a
bunch of his friends joined him in the woods panning for gold.
The cops came to hunt him down and set up shop in the
woods. They spread rumors that there
were more groups coming to help flush them out which frightened Ned and his
buddies. Eventually Ned and his buddies
stormed the cop’s camp site and ended up killing 3 of them earning them the
name “The Kelly Gang”. A year and a half
later they were caught and all of them killed but Ned who stood trial and then he was killed.
It was fabulous. We
saw the tree that was hit by a stray bullet.
Only it wasn’t the real tree. The
real tree was chopped down. So they
named a second tree that had been shot by a bullet “The Kelly Tree”. Only that wasn’t the real tree either, that
one died from rot. The tree that we saw
was the third “Kelly Tree”. It’s never
actually been shot by a bullet, but it looked like a good healthy tree
that they could post a plaque on to
honor the fallen police men who died in the shoot out that was ‘not far from’
where that tree is. Only that tree
didn’t like the plaque so it tried to eat it.
So they put this other plaque next
to the tree and that’s where it stands today.
When we finally had stopped laughing long enough to start
walking again, we walked to where the shoot out actually occurred. The area has been mined over repeatedly
(there’s gold in them there hills!) so there were these all around.
On our way back to the car park (that’s where the cars play
while you do your fun activity) it started hailing. It was just like in the TV show LOST. One minute, clear skys. The next, pouring rain turning quickly to
hail. And it would pour for a minute,
then let up, then you’d hear the rain pelting the canopy above before you could
actually feel the rain. It was really
incredible. I forgot about being cold
because I was just enjoying the wonder of it all. The kids were still laughing and
giggling. It was great fun!
X² asked me to take this picture of him and say, “This is
what buddies are for!”
We got back in the car and continued along our way. We learned about the explorers Burke and
Willi--basically Oz’s Lewis and Clarke—at our next stop. There’s this great little museum started in
1863 in the shire of Beechworth. They
have Ned Kelly’s homemade armour and a copy of his death mask. It was really cool.
We stopped at a gas station and next to the bottles of oil and power steering fluid--of all things--was a pot of local honey. π couldn't resist so he bought a tub. I'm so glad he did! I don't love honey, actually the only honey I've ever eaten and enjoyed was from my sister's back yard. Until now. This area was full of grape vines. You can taste the grapes in the honey! It's absolutely heavenly!
We have now finally made our way to Wagga Wagga. It’s the nicest caravan park we’ve stayed at
yet. Yay for a bed and a shower and a
good hot breakfast!
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