The Journal to Melbourne

I asked my dad if he knew of anything interesting about my family. He went into the dining room cupboards and unearthed this beautiful old journal. I'd never seen it before in my life.

I can hardly read the writing inside, not because it's faded, it's perfect. It's the script in which it's written that I'm not familiar with.

Dad tells me that "some relative" of his went on a Journey to Melbourne in 1889 and this is a log of the whole journey, his meals, weather conditions at sea, everything. We have no idea who's journal this is and i've not yet found any reference to anyone who we could use to trace it's writer. I'm going to find out, I'm not sure how yet, but I will.