Gundagai? I don't know how it is these days, but about 15 years ago I made a pit stop in Gundagai and it was no more than a glorified rest stop with a statue commemorating the dog that took a dookie in the tucker box!

...Part of Bowyang Yorke's poem about Bullocky Bill:

"As I was coming down Conroy's Gap,
I heard a maiden cry;
'There goes Bill the Bullocky,
He's bound for Gundagai.
A better poor old beggar
Never earnt an honest crust,
A better poor old beggar
Never drug a whip through dust.'
His team got bogged at the nine mile creek,
Bill lashed and swore and cried;
'If Nobby don't get me out of this,
I'll tattoo his bloody hide.'
But Nobby strained and broke the yoke,
And poked out the leader's eye;
Then the dog sat on the Tucker Box
Nine miles from Gundagai."


I recall a grizzly, bearded local Bloke sitting on the rear tailgate of his covered pickup truck beside the dog monument, selling 2 Kilo paper bags of what he said were the best green apples in Australia... My spouse bought a bag and we all munched away, working up to the worse cases of "mal di mare" we have ever experienced! Nothing really here about accomodations in Gundagai, but just another of those Bill Bryson type characters that make for interesting memories!

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