It’s true that the best trips are the unplanned ones. Such was my recent visit Dungog.
My sister rang on the Tuesday asking if I would like to attend a workshop on Medicinal Herbs being held in Dungog on the Saturday. Ethel couldn’t go so would I like to go in her place?
I decided to travel on Friday and stay overnight at Clarence Town which ment a 30 minute drive to Dungog the next day.
The CP was a small one on the banks of the William River. A quiet historic town with little evidence today of it’s importance in the late 1800s as a steam ship building and transport hub for timber, predominantly red cedar and supplies from Morpeth.
Saturday, we met in Dungog as arranged.
I could have spent more time looking around this historic town. It exuded the obvious pride the locals have in their town. The cafes were atmospheric with great food and good coffee.
The workshop was full on. Two hour lecture before lunch, then the practical hands on part. There were 9 people in the group and we each chose a recipe to make. Then at the end we all had 9 samples to take home. Challenging but a lot of fun.
Pat gave us some of the Calendula seeds to grow. What she uses is different to the Calendula I’ve grown. So I look forward to planting them.
We finished up about 4pm. I followed Lynda to her new home in Old Bar. They moved last November and this will be my first visit. It was strange following the MUX.
I spent the rest of the weekend with them. So good to catch up, the time went too quickly. I left to come home on the Monday.
Joans jottings 