2019 OZ - 27 Hahndorf and Robe, SA
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| Hahndorf Inn - Too Cold to Eat Outside |
We
should have stayed in Hahndorf instead
of Adelaide, Carol said.
The
town of Hahndorf is an old, field stoned, German town from 1839 with wonderful
old shops and lots of history. The
town is part of the story of German settlements in South Australia
as found here, under the header of Klemzig.
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| Street Art In Hahndorf |
Hahndorf
was named after the Captain (Mr. Hahn) of the ship Zebra, who brought a wave of
German immigrants to Australia. This Capt. Hahn was very helpful to his
passengers and in honor of his selfless service the people named the town
Hahndorf.
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| Shop Window of a German Shop |
The
history of Germans in Australia is not a happy one. During both World Wars (1
& 2) Australians of German descent were hated, harassed and mistrusted. The
German religious schools, their clubs, newspapers, etc. were shut down by the
Government. Many Australians of German ancestry were fired from their job; it
was not a happy picture. It was against the law to teach the German language,
etc.
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| Main Street of Hahndorf |
You
can read here how it was and make up
your own mind.
But
let’s go to the happy place, the old town of Hahndorf:
There
are reasons to stop in Hahndorf: Great
Opal Wholesale shops so Carol could window shop. (Un?) fortunately the shops
were closed when we got there). Hahndorf has farm barns, restaurants, gift
shops, historic tours, etc. We could not stay overnight however. The weather
was miserable, too. We had rain, very windy weather and leaves blowing every
which way. Autumn had arrived in Australia; the leaves remaining on the trees were
bright red, ready to fall off.
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| The Big Lobster |
This
rainy weather lingered all day, even during our stops further down the road it
was raining.
Lunch was at the Giant Lobster, a very touristy place along the way. It was just a lunch stop, but Carol found a ‘monument’ the Sundial of Human Involvement. Please read the article to explain it, I have no clue and I don’t really understand it… to me it was a bit farfetched.
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| It Was a Windy, Stormy Day |
We tried to do the scenic route, but when we stepped out of the car we were literally blown over. The winds were so bad, the rain and the cold kept us just peeking out the car windows. I can see that this town of Robe, on a nice, mild, sunny day, could be charming, but for Carol and me it was just a quick look here and there. The jetty looked inviting to wander across, to fish from, but no, brr…. It’s getting colder now, time to head back to Canada.
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| Cell For Several Prisoners |
We
did step out of the car to see the Old Gaol, (yes, spelling is ao). It’s another prison
from the year 1860. Australia has so many of those. Iron plated walls made this
prison impossible to escape from.
We stopped for the night at the old Guichen Bay Motel.
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| Guichen Bay Motel and Restaurant |
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