Ararat Farmers Market

Today was the Ararat farmer market and we set of from Greenvale around 10:30. Just out of the gate and not 100 meters onto the Willaura-Wickliffe road and we encountered 6 of our heifers grazing on the side of the road. They had been put into the paddock next to the road which didn’t contain alot of feed as they were on the heavy side and needed to loose a pound or two . The grass wasn’t actually greener on the other side of the fence but there was a lot more of it which was appealing the cattle. We herded them back up, 5 made a run for it and hurdled the fence back into their paddock and we escorted the other through the gate.

We got to the Ararat market, parked at the football ground and wandered into the very pleasant Alexandra Gardens. There were approximately 20 or so stalls selling everything from home made jams, garments, herbs and spices, vegetables and a butchers selling magnificent sausages which we had for lunch. In the background was live jazz and all by the gardens lake.

There was a vendor selling pistachio nuts and she had some unprocessed which you had to first peel the husk then remove the shell and then take out the nut which was a lot softer and I think more tastier than the processed variety.

Today was the day my father also decided to loose his keys at the market. We searched around for them and made some enquires but to no avail. It didn’t help that there were no contact details on them. He also took two trips back to his house to try to locate a spare set, the first trip returning with my brother spare set. Resigned to the fact that he was going to have to wait until Tuesday, Monday being a public holiday he made a chance trip to the police station where low and behold they had been handed in. Lessons learnt; a. join the RACV (AAA) and, b. put a phone number on your keys.