I've been to Hicksville and it was fun!

On our way back down to Brisbane we decided to stop of for a night in a town called 1770. It was renamed from Round Hill in 1970 in a fit of patriotic fervour to represent the fact that it was here that Captain Cook first landed in, you guessed it, 1770!
Apparently it is the only small Aussie village you can get to on the coast on a sealed road.

We watched the sun set (the only place on the coast where you can watch it set into the water apparrently) and then went to a place called Agnes Water Tavern for the evening which being the only pub around has a monopoly on custom in the area. It soon puts its claim in for 'Worst Pub Ever' especially after serving me up the only meal I haven't wanted to eat since being in Australia. However, after we'd sat down and had a few Schooners of VB, it all started to grow on me and developed it's own individual charm. As it was Saturday night they had a live band playing called 'The Wishy Man Jokers' (I think!?) which consisted of just two members. While one played lead guitar the other played bass guitar, drums with his feet as well as saxaphone, flute and harmonica at different times throughout the night. Not surprisingly they played a mixutre of Country Rock with Creedence Clearwater Revival and Lynyrd Skynyrd both making appearances. The locals started to pour in at this point with mullets and beards being the latest fashion. On guy actually brought out his own pair of spoons and started doing freestyle accompaniment to the band, no one batted an eyelid so I can only guess this is a weekly occurence. He was quite good, for a spoon player, but in the end it is just two pieces of metal being slapped together. He was soon joined by 'King Mullet' who took centre stage to dance around and play air guitar, he was pretty good too although I reckon I could take him!

Don't remember much else about the evening except running out of money and presumably staggering home to pass out.

After both waking up with hangovers yesterday as a result of our evening out we sensivly decided to eat in and have an early night, no beer. After a good 12 hours sleep I woke up this morning and was just congratulating my self on my first night in Australia without a drink before realising that we had gone on the Bundaberg Brewery tour at 11am yesterday and I'd sunk a few complimentary rums afterwards. Oh well, there'll be other days!