Arriving at Big Daddy’s Burger Bar at Casula it was pleasing to see a good number of members in attendance. After a few cappuccinos and some catching up conversations – it was time to hit the road.

With Courtney navigating, the convoy arrived at the Hume Motorway at around 8.20am. First stop was the Mittagong RSL – a 45 minute run.


Meeting up with Brian, Brett, Barbara and Jamie (who had gone on ahead to the Mittagong RSL) – the final number of members and guests attending totaled 17. This was a good turnout in light of the “iffy” weather and a number of previous cancellations.

Brett was congratulated on his immaculate 300ZX Z32 twin turbo (spotted in the Mittagong RSL carpark). Although there had been no mods to the engine, the rest of the vehicle with numerous modifications to the bodywork and interior was outstanding. And, yes, it did have the essential Ferrari tail lights!

Members filed into the Mittagong RSL Club for morning tea – which consisted of cappuccinos and other coffees with freshly baked cakes.


Around 11.00am, after suitable refurbishment, the club members made their way back to their trusty Zeds and headed down Bessemer Street back to the Hume Motorway. It was decided to make the first point of call in Goulburn the Rocky Hill War Museum and have lunch afterwards.


Situated in Memorial Road, Goulburn this quaint little museum is simply packed with war memorabilia and well worth a visit. From uniforms to a host of different rifles of various vintages and nationalities, samurai type swords, mortars, grenades and machine guns. There was a very interesting range of hand-held anti-tank weapons (some resembling elephant guns) – one could only imagine what the recoil would have been like!guns


The Rocky Hill Lookout was nearby, and some of the more adventurous of the group ascended the hill to take in the view – which was both breathtaking and a bit unsettling for those who don’t birds eyelike heights.

The next stop was the Goulburn Workers’ Club for lunch.

It was difficult to get a precise number of member vehicles attending the excursion as there was a number of the group disappearing and then catching up at various stages. However, an estimate was eleven vehicles.

The Goulburn Workers’ Club proved to be a rather pleasant and popular environment . After placing orders at the counter, meals were served at the table by the staff (none of those annoying buzzers – where you have to pick up your own meals). All meals were reasonably priced, of good quality and served promptly.


It was approaching 2.30pm , and as some of the members had a considerable distance to travel to get back home – it was decided not to make the original planned trip to Wakefield Park Raceway ( part of the original excursion plan) as this would add another 40-45 minutes to the excursion timeframe.

Congratulations to Courtney and Daniel for planning this interesting excursion, and particularly to Courtney for adding her great navigational skills to the journey to ensure a trouble free cruise.    


It was pleasing to see the whole Z car group had arrived on time and were expertly parked – even though the line of Z cars seemed to be facing the wrong way i.e. rumps out!

The members had excelled themselves again by providing a fantastic amount of effort in the preparation of their vehicles which fairly sparkled under the early morning sun.

The fourteen vehicles and twenty five members and guests was an excellent turnout.


As usual, The Lions Club had sponsored and organised a very interesting and entertaining event with numerous displays. The large volume of vehicles on display was equally impressive with a variety of rare marques. Although there appears to be a penchant for FB Holdens – seems to be larger numbers of these vehicles each year (Is someone breeding them?)

As members wandered around the various rides and exhibits – it was also pleasing to discover that the food stalls provided light meals of an impressive standard (this is not notable at most car shows).


Around midday, the two judges (trying to hang onto the paperwork in the freshening winds) faced the challenges of performing the judging of the Z Car Club of Sydney’s Show and Shine.

This was going to prove a somewhat difficult task as all cars were presented in a similar impeccable manner except for a few standout vehicles. A number of cars were separated by a couple of points – so the scoring was extremely close.

The final results and winners of each category were as follows:

Z31 Std                                   Barry Godfrey

260Z Std                                 Brad Twyman

260Z 2+2 Std                          James Henderson

240Z Std                                 John Wakeling

240Z Highly Mod                   John Wakeling

370Z Std                                 Ray Marsh

370Z Mod                               Craig Tebbet

350Z Std                                 Des Neville

Z32 TT Std                             Courtney Marsh

Best Non Z (Datsun 260C)    Jamie Gigg

Jamie Gigg (Point Score Officer) then awarded the Club Champion Trophy and the three pennants for the highest point scores.

Club Champion Trophy         Ray Marsh

Distinction Pennant               Jamie Gigg

Credit Pennant                       Brad Twyman

Merit Pennant                         Terry Stevens

It proved to be a very enjoyable day, highlighted by well organised and impressive displays and the usual good humour and friendship of the Z Car Club members who made the effort to participate.

– Ray


In the cold light of the morning the Zedders started accumulating from about 8.00AM in Liberty Road, Huntingwood. The predominant vehicles were 300ZX Z32s. But there was quite a collection of Z cars.


There were 20 vehicles in total – 19 pure Z vehicles and one substitute vehicle (due to a problem with one of the Zeds). An estimate of the people attending (including guests) was 26. As far as car numbers were concerned – this was probably a record for a Shannons attendance.


A twirling index finger and a “gentleman start your engines” prompt motivated the “pilots” of the Z sportscars to stretch sideways and slide into the cockpits of their various machines. The convoy moved onto Peter Brock Drive and headed towards Gate D. Moving ever so slowly down the hill (due to the large amount of vehicles from the other car clubs as well as the large Z car convoy) the Zedders finally reached the “showbag men”.


Then followed a somewhat inspirational moment. The mantle of the “world’s worst navigator” had for a brief moment in time slipped him into second place , as a zedder leading the convoy ( who shall remain nameless ) got lost inside area D. This became apparent as the incoming zedders met the out coming zedders as a large “u turn” was needed to get back on track.

James commented that every time he followed someone who appeared to know where they were going – he got lost! Better break out that GPS again, James! Ultimately, after safely parking the convoy in two rows in the requisite designated spot – things were looking good.


The display cars from the various marques stretched nearly to the horizon – which meant a lot of walking. Terry and Ray attempted to get some coffee from the “ice cream and drinks” van – only to find the door closed and the driver taking off in the opposite direction. But, Shannons is an enthusiast’s dream with so many rare cars on display that bring back childhood memories.

One can only marvel at the time, energy and copious amounts of money spent to rejuvenate these cars. Although one has fond memories of their father owning these vehicles, a vast number of them are really very ordinary cars that were really nothing special in their prime. But one has to admire the care and patience, the sourcing of rare parts and the time and money spent to restore them by the particular enthusiast.


At 11.30AM it was time to line up for a stint on the racetrack. After about twenty minutes, the gates were opened onto the race track and the cars siphoned forwards with anticipation. However, up the front was a highly illuminated “pace car”.

For half the first lap the speedos were locked on 78kms/hr. (just shy of the requisite max of 80kms/hr.) due to the cars in front. Then something strange occurred. All of a sudden, all the cars in front seemed to disappear and yes, that was three figures showing on the speedo!


The Zedders zoomed round the track as proper sportscars should! All too soon the Zeds were waved off the track – and back to the area D parking area. This would have to rate as the most enjoyable time on the track ever!

Although a little out of the way – the position in area D did made it easy to exit safely with minimal traffic.

Overall, a very enjoyable day with a record number of cars and a vast array of different marques on display. Coupled with a memorable time on the track – one of the better Shannons excursions.

– Ray


  The group of Zedders was warmly greeted by Mein Host, David and offered a complementary drink on arrival.

There was however, limited space around the fireplace so it was a case of “first in – best dressed!”, however the dining room was fairly warm in any case.

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What a difference from the Xmas in July three years ago!

No black snow or extreme weather conditions enroute to Medlow Bath – just a little cooler than Sydney – and the Chalet was nicely heated in any case.

There was exactly double the attendees this time around with a solid attendance of 24 Zedders and their guests.

The Zedders perused the antiques and paintings on display and checked out the views over the outside courtyard.

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Dinner was getting ready to be served so the Zedders took their places at the various tables.

The main course consisted of Turkey Breast and Leg Ham with lovely fresh vegetables. Bread rolls and butter were also supplied.

This was followed by traditional Christmas pudding and home-made custard.

Tea and freshly brewed coffee completed the meal.


Jamie and Joanne decided to be somewhat adventurous and stay the night at the Chalet and had a very pleasant night with an excellent continental breakfast the following morning (as advised to members later).

The rest of the group headed for home after a very enjoyable day.

Many thanks to Craig for organising this excursion.


First stop was Big Daddy’s Burger Bar (Homemakers Centre) at Casula. The weather was fresh (which is a euphemism for pretty cold) – however the sun was struggling to come out – which was a good sign.

While waiting for the stragglers, it was time to enjoy a cup of coffee and for the more adventurous a mini- breakfast. Ultimately, fifteen cars arrived along with 23 members and guests. Amongst the group was a pair of extremely rare Nissan vehicles. A Nissan Mercedes Benz and a Nissan Kharmann Ghia!


At 9.30am the convoy started trickling out of Big Daddy’s and heading towards the next stop – which was Appin Park, outside the Appin Hotel. Some vehicles deviated slightly from the proscribed route which meant different arrival times – but all arrived safely within about fifteen minutes of each other.

After a short break, the convoy hit Appin Road and followed it through to Baden Powell Drive enroute to the Cataract Dam. The rather minute parking area was completely filled by the Z car entourage.


For those who hadn’t been to the dam for a while they were reminded of the excellent views and the huge “water spout” at the base pumping out copious amounts of water – quite spectacular. After an extended photo session and a final viewing session – the convoy started to depart (probably to the relief of other visitors trying to find a parking spot).

The Southern Gateway Centre was the next stop in the itinerary. Some of the party had a coffee while others walked around to enjoy the excellent views.


A quick skim through the available travel brochures was a reminder of what the Wollongong area and its environs had to offer for the tourist.

Next stop was the big one – the Towradgi Beach Hotel. The convoy moved off smartly (a bit too smartly for some of the tail enders!).


The “world’s worst navigator” found himself leading a group of three other vehicles and no sign of the rest of the convoy. Stumbling on (no point in using the 370Z’s out of date sat nav!) there was a valiant attempt made to pretend that he knew where he was going.

Scanning the written instructions – yes – there is Towradgi Beach – where’s the rockpool? – for that matter where is the hotel?

Stop circling and pull over! Fortunately James came to the rescue with a GPS that worked! Manfully taking the lead he negotiated the route and the remnants of the convoy arrived safely at the Towradgi Hotel.


The hotel was very popular (i.e. crowded) so there was a wait for food and sustenance (read stiff drink!). However the meals were of a good standard and reasonably priced.

Everyone who attended enjoyed this interesting excursion. The meticulous planning by Brad and Darrelle made a significant difference in ensuring that everything worked properly and ensured a successful outcome.


Patrons at Maccas Thornleigh didn’t know which way to look when the Z cars and a similar era of Fords rolled in to the carpark. It was like going to a car show without the cost of admission.

Coincidentally both clubs departed around the same time to set off on the days adventure. Some of Henrys best and our Jap classics fighting to get out of the carpark. The beastie V8 Falcons V’s the classic beauty of the Z cars.

First stop, the old toll gates at Berowra where a photo opportunity was taken. Then a pleasant drive up the pacific Hwy. I’m sure these roads would have brought back memories of pre-freeway Christmas and long weekend traffic jams for some members, but today it was more of a pleasant drive along some picturesque winding roads.

Our Pie in the sky stop included spectacular views of the Hawkesbury river with the opportunity for a coffee. It was now like being at a Motorbike show keeping the bike enthusiasts in the club occupied.

We were underway again over the old Brooklyn bridge winding up to Mount White, Calga and through the Glenworth Valley on to peats Ridge and mangrove Mountain. We then started the decent to our lunch destination at Spencer.


What a hidden Gem, The Spencer General Store. This place is really unique! A shop on the shores of the Hawkesbury river in what is a fairly remote destination which sells everything from a can of deodorant to a delicious restaurant quality meal and alcohol? It felt a little strange (but good) carrying a bottle of cold wine and glasses out of the store and across the road to the seating provided next to the river or on the wharf.

The meals were served quickly and also transported across the road by the store staff to our tables. The shop owner also came over with a heartfelt thank you to the Zedders for their business and for visiting the Spencer General store in a way that a Chef/owner would do at a high-class expensive city restaurant!  Wow, what a great host.


After soaking up what was left of the sun we all departed for home where for some the adventure continued with a ferry crossing back over the Hawkesbury.

Thanks to all who attended and to Andrew and Esther for organising a great day. We appreciate you enlightening the Z group about this little piece of paradise where many of us will return to in the future.


Because of the scattered locations of the Z Car members it was decided to go directly to Robertson independently to save travelling time and distance. Seemed straight forward enough, but for some reason, Robertson could have been located on the moon, for the almost total lack of signposting. When there was any “Robertson” indication signs – they were so miniscule as to be almost invisible. This resulted in a variety of arrival times. The “world’s worst navigator” was probably the next to last to arrive.


Expecting there would be ample car parking spaces for the exhibition cars (as informed by the organisers) – it was a shock to find cars queuing at the entrance. When inside the grounds, car parking was found to be at a premium (due in part to a degree of encroachment by the public taking up valuable car spaces). After paying the “gold coin” donation, Ray found it necessary to drive to the end of the park and re- enter due to no observable parking on the first pass. Ultimately, a car space was found – fortunately among some of the Z car members. Other members were scattered at various locations through the display area.


Z car members progressively joined the expanding group of members and guests and started catching up. The weather was starting to get rather hot and humid – even though it was still mid-morning.

There was a huge variety of cars on display. Noted was an E type Jaguar , various Ferraris , a number of Austin Healeys – including the rarer three litre versions. Rolls Royce’s and a particularly stand out early model Cortina resplendent in purple iridescent paintwork. Most of the cars showed evidence of expensive restoration and were a credit to their owners. At the other end of the spectrum was a rusted out VW Kombi Van – restoration anyone?


Old fashioned machinery was also on display. These consisted of various single cylinder engines which could be used as automatic pumping systems or to power saws etc. Most dated from the early nineteen hundreds.


It was nearing midday and Des and Eileen led the way to the Robertson Bowling Club which was located close by. It was quite a pleasant environment and a lot cooler than outside. Food was of good quality and very well priced (e.g. Barramundi and chips – $12).


Within a short period of time, the club started to fill up, so the Z car members had to find separate tables (and rather quickly). Numbers of Z car members, guests and vehicles had to be estimated, because everyone had been scattered at the outset – and not everyone had made it to the Bowling Club.

A rough estimate was 20 members and guests and twelve vehicles.


Everyone who attended had an interesting laid back kind of day in a very pleasant (if somewhat crowded environment). The vast array of rare cars and other displays made it an enjoyable time for all those who attended.

– Ray

March Excursion- Zedders in the Shire Tour

Well, for two months in a row we have been reminded that you can do all the planning in the world, but you can’t control the weather.

After the February ‘Near death experience’ endured on the path to Canberra, the 18th of March would ensure that if your car had not dried out by now, it would certainly be toasted by the end of the day.

Members and guests gathered at the MacDonald’s Heathcote meeting point at the designated time to enjoy a coffee and catch up. You could be forgiven for thinking that the weather forecasters may have got it wrong as there was still a slight crispness about in the air. It seems that this is a popular meeting point for all heading south and the normal parking problems were encountered.

It was quickly 10.15 and time for a briefing to hand out the running sheet which included some last-minute changes and a questionnaire to add a little twist to the day. The forecast of 40-degree temperatures and hot winds meant a total fire ban and consequently the Woronora Dam was closed for the day. Plan B would be needed.

Getting out of the MacDonald’s carpark would prove harder than getting in but eventually we were all underway in an unorderly fashion. Like a Good Shepherd, President Craig got the convoy in order by pulling over once we reached the more secluded Old Princes Highway. What a sight it was, a great formation of 240’s, 260’s, 280’s, 350’s, 370’s, a 260C, a modern and even a welcome guest in a VW Carmen Ghia.

The Red 260c lead the convoy down Lawrence Hargrave drive taking in some spectacular views of the ocean road on our way to the Scarborough Hotel. Not in the original plan but the diversion apart from the parking chaos was welcomed and celebrated with a drink overlooking the mighty Pacific Ocean.


The next stop was to head back up the hill to the Stanwell Tops Lookout, about a 15-minute run. Again, it was a little difficult to park but luckily, we had planned for this and a few chose the overflow parking a little walk up the road.

Apart from taking in the beautiful views it was also time for the questionnaire to come out as members were keen to share in the massive prizes up for grabs. Rather like ants running from one end of the lookout to the other to get the right answers.


It was time again to move on for our drive through the winding roads of the National Park. We were not the only ones enjoying the drive with various other groups passing through including the V8 Holden ute club, Lexus and various top down convertibles. Had we been a little earlier we would have also passed the Sydney Datsun Club on their run to the Robertson in the Southern highlands, which is our destination for the April Run.


As expected the little Village of Bundeena with its busy main street was always going to be a quick stop due to parking issues. Have I mentioned any parking issues so far? We chose to live dangerously by lining up along the wharf road which featured the beautiful Bundeena beach as a backdrop to display the cars. With no Parking Rangers in sight we had just enough time to have a quick look around, take a few pics and collect the last few answers required to be in the running for the Sheet Station prize on offer!


A little more traffic chaos getting off the wharf but within a few minutes we were in the air-conditioned comfort of the Bundeena Bowlo and all had been forgotten. The Bowlo was an unexpected surprise with cold drinks and good food. We were accommodated nicely with good seating and quick service.

Congratulations to John and Kay who took out first prize with a perfect 10 out of 10, with Craig and Maddy taking out 2nd place.

In summary attendance was good with 26 members and guests and 13 cars. To all participants especially the ‘un air conditioned’ owners thank you for making the effort to get out and about in the heatwave conditions. The temperatures encountered on the day would scare many old car owners away but not the mighty Z car club!

Looking forward to seeing everyone at the April event in the southern Highlands where I’m sure you will have no parking problems and much cooler temperatures.

Cheers Jamie.



This excursion will be remembered for all the wrong reasons. Weatherwise it was a total disaster. Prior prayers to Zeus and Hindra the Greek and Hindu storm gods for favourable weather obviously didn’t work (maybe try the Greek fertility gods next time!).

The intrepid Z car convoy set out from the Crossroads Hotel on time (after some members phoned in to say they would meet the convoy along the route). The Daniel and Courtney team of Sat Nav experts, with intrinsic knowledge of Canberra and its environs led the convoy onto the Hume motorway and headed into the unknown in the Nissan TT.

The innocents in the convoy faced with only initial light showers were unwittingly heading into the “perfect storm”. A short while into the journey to Canberra all hell broke loose!

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Monsoonal rains abetted by strong winds completely blinded the convoy. Leaking cabins and windows in the older cars, coupled with lethargic wipers (Barry’s wipers stopped working all together), fogged windscreens and slippery roads made the convoy pilots feel like the “ice truckers”. John was seen frantically trying to drive with one hand and demist (manually with a rag) his side window and windscreen. Most (if not all of the Z cars) were fishtailing all over the road – even the later models like Ray’s 370Z with the latest safety additions were having trouble.

Trying to maintain the speed limit around the slippery bends was becoming a nightmare. Of course, all the hoons were out in force with the  “mine’s bigger and faster than yours” mentality – first tailgating you within millimetres of your bumper bar then skating past (and I do mean skating!) to throw torrents of dirty water over your windscreen.

Then the rain suddenly eased down – maybe we’ll get to Canberra in one piece after all!

Wrong!  The rain and winds returned at gale force once again to blast the shivering Zedders in their confined leaking cockpits. It was like someone was turning a switch on and off – the showers would intermittently die down – and then come back with full force.


But the convoy’s troubles were just beginning …….

A huge tree had fallen across the Hume Highway, and while attempts had been made to lop off the top branches – it still blocked the entire left hand lane. This meant an agonizingly long wait in a huge traffic jam. Finally past the “obstacle” the convoy reached the Federal Highway.

Things appeared to be improving – the showers were lessening and the winds weren’t as strong. All of a sudden, the convoy was blasted with the heaviest rainfall of the trip – it was almost impossible to see anything out of the windscreen – most “pilots” were driving by pure instinct. This persisted for almost the entire length of the Federal Highway.

Finally reaching Canberra the convoy of Zedders were amazed to find massive amounts of road construction work (not that anything was actually being done) but lanes were closed off everywhere forcing annoying detours around the city.

The War Memorial at last (only 2 hours late!). The soaked Z car members (looking more like survivors from the Titanic) managed to stumble inside to warm their hands and obtain sustenance at the nearest café. Chris who had forged ahead of the convoy was sighted seated at a table with the Bhati brothers (who had wisely stayed in Canberra the night before and avoided the chaotic weather).

Ray managed to get a head count of 14 members (and guests) and 12 vehicles. This was a remarkable achievement after the horrendous conditions and hazards.

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Bolstered by the drying out process by the ambient temperature of the War Museum (not the alcohol!) the Zedders began a recuperation process which enabled them to participate in some of the museum tours and interact with some of the other members.

After some time in the museum, and feeling the exhaustion of the original journey start to take effect – it was time to go.

The return journey home, incredibly, was almost as bad as coming to Canberra. Weather had eased, but huge traffic jams banked up traffic for hours. All routes to the Hume Highway had major traffic jams. Eamonn mentioned later that it took him five hours to get home. Barbara, Brian, Barry, Eileen and Des suffered similar fates. A breaking news report informed that Chris had blown a head gasket in the 300ZX and had to catch the bus home.

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After finding every road blocked by traffic jams, Ray & Robyn gave up and backtracked to the Mittagong RSL had dinner and bided their time. Even at 7.00PM when they finally returned home – there were still traffic jams on the Hume Highway.

The brave surviving Zedders of this epic journey should be congratulated on their magnificent perseverance and their sense of camaraderie.

As Roosevelt said (modified):

“This day , Sunday 25th February 2018 will live in infamy in the annals of the Z Car Club of Sydney’s excursion history”.

– Ray


Despite the threat of rain, the weather for the day beamed bright and cheerful. The Zedders had the option of travelling directly to the Settlers Arms Inn at St Albans or meeting up at McDonalds at Thornleigh to form a convoy. Most Zedders opted for the latter. However, the car spaces at McDonalds were packed – which meant that Zedders and machines were dispersed all over the grounds and not in one discrete location.

Members and guests started dribbling in after 10.00am. Some ordered coffee and /or light breakfasts and the numbers starting looking good. Around 11.00am it was time to start the adventure.

As mentioned, the carpark was rather crowded, which was going to create some difficulties in creating a meaningful convoy, as there were already “interlopers” creeping into the middle of the convoy.


Getting to the gate of McDonalds and Ray gasped in amazement as some Zedders incorrectly turned right and the others turned left. After doing a “u turn” the “right wingers” joined the back of the convoy.

Getting back onto Pennant Hills Road proved something of a nightmare (what else is new with Pennant Hills Road!), with the lights changing quickly and the convoy split into small pieces. Never mind, head towards Boundary Road (the jumping off point).

Andrew appeared (like an angel of mercy – having managed to get ahead on Pennant Hills Road)) from a nearby service station to lead the way. The convoy behind was still a bit shambolic, but eventually managed to catch up and form an “ad hoc” convoy – although some members had disappeared completely (later discovered they had gone on ahead).

The traffic was extremely heavy on New Line Road at Cherrybrook. There must have been some sort of exotic car show on as Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Jaguars, Mustangs were appearing everywhere.


Finally reaching Old Northern Road, Dural and the traffic jam began to disappear. As the convoy hit River Road, Wisemans Ferry the road became convoluted and the bends more accentuated. And, yes, that “boy racer” spirit deeply embedded in the Zedders’ psyche became more apparent as the Z cars zoomed around the bends with gusto. Finally, Wisemans Ferry was reached.

Due to prior advice (yes, those numerous E Mails sent) it was necessary to locate the Webbs Creek Ferry where a tarred road was assured on the other side of the Hawkesbury River as distinct from the Wisemans Ferry where a disasterous dirt and gravel road awaited to spoil the Zedders’ carefully nurtured “rides”. The Webbs Creek Ferry eventually sailed without hitting any mines or encountering any other difficulties and all Zedders arrived safe and sound.

The road ahead was Wollombi Road. This was 20kms of “boy racer” territory – yes twice in one day! Some of the bends were 45 degrees (where you almost meet yourself coming back the other way!) Blasting down the slopes at 80kms/hr – not knowing whether the hidden bends were going left or right added to the fun, as creaking Z car suspensions and creaking joints fought to keep up!

All Zedders eventually arrived at the Settlers Arms Inn intact. The large crowds present meant that there was a wait for meals. Meals were a tad overpriced but there was a reasonable selection. The Zedders spilled over into two tables (exceeding the original “booked” numbers).


The ambience of the venue was very pleasant, with the main “rustic” inn and a number of similar buildings, constructed in the 1840s. However, it was getting rather hot and the “great Australian salute” was constantly in operation to swat the ever increasing quantity of flies.

A head and car count revealed 18 cars and 23 members and guests – which was an excellent response. The excursion had proven to be very successful with an invigorating drive, a pleasant venue and an excellent number of people attending.

– Ray