The journey home from Melbourne started with a detour to Sunbury to pick Monty up from the kennels. He was mysteriously fluffy and sweet smelling, I am hoping that a bath was just part of the service they offer and not necessitated by something dreadful Monty had done. 
We drove back across the Macedon Ranges to the Hume Highway and plumped for Oxley as a place to spend the night. Oxley is very near Glenrowan, the site of Ned Kelly's last stand, and sits on the banks of the King River. 

We have been choosing our free or very cheap overnight stopping places on line and this was an example of one that was not quite as advertised. The online post had told us we could free camp on the riverside at the Stan Allen Reserve (they always have names like this and are usually down the road from the Bert Pickles Bridge and the Fred Pratt Memorial Bowling Green). When we found the reserve we were greeted with a large No Overnight Camping sign which pointed out that we could camp at the Oxley Recreation Ground. This was a kilometre or so away from the town centre and not within walking distance of the pub which was not a problem for us because we had supplies with us, but would have been a bit of a nuisance if we were relying on the pub for our dinner. I am sure you are thinking, 'what was to stop you driving back?' and the answer is, you do not always want to leave your caravan unattended at a free camp.
The recreation ground turned out to be fine however, with several other caravans staying overnight too. It was a little irritating that the shiny, new toilet block was locked while the, clean but very grotty and old toilets were open for our use because there was a $10 honesty box charge for staying there and, while you grin and bear creepy toilets if you are not paying, I for one expect something in return for my ten bucks.
However, there was entertainment in the form of a little showjumping ring where a constant stream of riders turned up to practice so we had our own little gymkhana to watch.
We spent a pleasant night and found out the following morning that we could have reached a section of the riverbank within the recreation ground and camped there but we will know for next time.
Back on the road again we detoured through Rutherglen which is a beautiful little wine region and passed by Murdering Hut Creek and Police Paddocks Road (goodness knows what went on there!) We were looking to stop in Belangalo State Forest for the next night but could not find it on any maps even though it is pretty big. It was the site of several murders by serial killer Ivan Milat and it seems to have been renamed, a bit like 10, Rillington Place. As we didn't know what it had been renamed as, we stopped at Gunning as we had on the way down, instead. 

 Once home, we were cooking some sausages on our balcony when some very cheeky kookaburras turned up. We fed them a couple of bits of bacon, which was a mistake as now we can't leave anything unattended on the barbecue. If you look closely at the picture you will see they had brought two of their mates as back up!