WOMBAT STATE
Attendees : Bruno Pistone,
Andrew and Aaron; Greg Goulden; Chris, Louise, Sarah
and Jessica Burton and friend; Clinton and Kirsty
Fisher; Steve, Carol, Jessica and Westbury; Anthony Sultana and Duncan; Walter Bevilacqua; Debbie, Ken and Shae Shewan; Henry and Dennis Zanon,
and Theresa Smith.
The trip to Wombat began for some in Bacchus Marsh
where they met up with our trip leader, Bruno, others
would be joining the trip at Carroll’s Lane in Bullengarook. Nine vehicles proceeded along the road.
We came to our first bog hole for the day, the
first of many, and once the water depth was established the Prado
made its way forward, well not quite!!

After being snatched back by Greg, and allowing the
water to drain out of the vehicle, it was decided to take the side track. This also had deep ruts but all vehicles
passed through without incident. From
here we continued along what Bruno called Broken Bridge Track. On our way to the bridge,

The trip progressed along Lloyd Tk.
and Saltwater Tk.
Crossing the
old broken bridge, we could see where other vehicles had made tracks around,
but eventually returned to use the spot where the old bridge would have been.
The convoy proceeded through various bog holes until the call came over the
radio that there was a “road block”.
Chris found himself sitting in the middle of a deep hole.

Attempts were made to get to his recovery points
which were below the water line, eventually his winch was released and Chris
pulled himself clear. Most vehicles went
round by the side track, Henry, Ken and Anthony attempted the crossing. They needed winching as the diff was catching
on the raised mud.


Walter was next to experience some difficulty with
his fan blades needing some drastic modification with the aid of Anthony’s
plaster saw. After two blades had been
lobbed off we made our way up Anderson Saw Mill Track to the campsite for a
well deserved lunch break. Walter cut
off another blade form his fan before we left Andersons Mill.

Steve tried to clear the mud off the passenger side
of Walter’s vehicle as you could not see out of any of the windows. He used his trusty fire extinguisher filled
with water to do the job.


We drove along O”Brien’s
Rd where we made a personal comfort stop at O’Brien’s Crossing and as Ken had
called that all the lights were staying on his dash, he tried to rectify the
problem by pouring water over the alternator.
Steve came to the rescue by refilling his fire extinguisher with water
from the river. The problem could not be
solved so we continued along O’Brien’s Rd.
Along the way Anthony in his Patrol was able to give Carol a hand by
snatching her vehicle out of a sticky bog. We reached the main road, and at
this point a meeting was called to see how we would proceed as it was quite
late in the day, about 3.30p.m.
Bruno, Greg, Anthony and Henry decided that they
would continue with the trip. The others
called it a day and headed off home. The
group that remained headed along the main Ballan-Trentham road looking for the
entrance to
As fate would have it, as we made our way along

Bruno snatched the vehicle out, while Henry
instructed the wife and kids to keep out of the way. Once clear they decided to do a u-turn and head
back to firmer ground.
Our troup ventured
further along the track where we passed some vehicles by the side of the road
waiting for the last 2 of their group to arrive. Bruno, travelling uphill, proceeded to cross
the bog hole and continue up the hill as the group were coming down hill and
were taking the side track. One driver
became bogged so we waited till he was pulled clear before we proceeded.
Greg could now cross the bog. This wasn’t going to happen though, so Henry
snatched him back. When this was done
Henry had all the lights come on his dash. Following the same procedure as Ken he tried
to solve the problem.

But it didn’t work so the rest of the trip was
abandoned and we headed back. Hitting
the next bog hole hard, the water cleared the problem. But by this stage the trip was over. We headed back to the bitumen where tyres
could be inflated. We said our goodbyes
and headed back to
Words and pics courtesy
Theresa.




