Mulambin Mumblings – Doctor, doctor

Aug 2019, Mulambin, Capricorn Coast, Qld Which we are told by the locals is pronounced M’lumb’n. Get your chops around that one.  Being back in a busier area (almost a city) I visit a doctor in Emu Park to check on my aches and pains from my unexpected examination of the bitumen on a dark night outside the 1770 pub. Which will forever more be known as my ‘pub squash’. It’s a bright modern practice with a fine painting of an emu gracing the wall. A charming young doctor (they’re all young at my age) tells me that I’ve got … Continue reading Mulambin Mumblings – Doctor, doctor

Follow the Sun, Day 25 – Aah, Mulambin

Day 25 7/8/2019 Wednesday 1770 to Mulambin, wet 17 We had a warm night and are just pulling ourselves together when the skies open…”Shit the shoes!” We hadn’t expected rain and the shoes are outside without the protection of the awning. We pack up in steady rain and of course everything gets covered in wet, dirty, grey sand. Now to answer the question, did we love it or hate it? Well, the little town of 1770 and it’s pretty cove was delightful and it was an experience to be camped right on the beach, but the camp ground has to … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 25 – Aah, Mulambin

Follow the Sun, Day 24 – Escape route

Day 24, 6/8/2019 Tuesday 1770 sunny 24 It’s our last day here so having seen what we want to of the area we take it easy, chairs on the beach reading. It’s a hard life. Although the weather here has been good there has been a cool breeze so most of the time it’s been necessary to wear long sleeves or a jumper. Everyday at low tide a large sand bank dries on the opposite side of the creek. Fishermen paddle over in kayaks and do whatever it is fishermen do. I’m assuming that they pump worms but I’m probably … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 24 – Escape route

Follow the Sun, Day 21 Snoozing in 1770

Day 21, 3/8/2019 Saturday 1770, sunny 24 There’s a helluva commotion in 1770, they’re hosting the regional dragon boat races and we have front row seats. The manager drops by to tell us that Mona is still complaining, to the point of using foul language and by the way our new beach site will cost an extra $5 per day. Still in search of pineapple jam we drive 5km out of town to the Reef Caravan Park as they are holding a market. Alas we only find vegetables, soap and a talking parrot that is more polite than Mona. This … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 21 Snoozing in 1770