Porcupine Village

For some reason both our batteries in the Toyota died overnight. Just as well we were still at Heathers and could roll down the hill to start the engine. A long drive was required to charge the batteries so we plotted a course which led us, via country roads to Bendigo (to purchase new battery!) and then to Porcupine Village. We tend to keep away from the touristy things...especially those that charge to get in......but we were drawn to this little place. The whole village was relocated from around Victoria to sit where some of the gold diggings had taken place in the 1800s. It truly felt like we were walking the dusty streets of an old mining town, complete with hotel/brothel, individual grocery/bakery/clothing/hardware store, dentist, funeral parlour, miners huts, surgery and even a bowling alley.
I must have had a previous life in this era, as I couldn't resist acting out the part and just loved immersing myself in the history.
Life was so simple in those days!