Month: September 2019

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Follow the Sun, Day 21 Snoozing in 1770

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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

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Follow the Sun, Day 18 Tannum Sands

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Day 18, 31/7/2019 Wednesday, Tannum Sands, some cloud 25 windy evening We have a lazy relaxing morning, do a little shopping for curry ingredients and Woody cooks a Thai Green Curry while I walk on the beach. At happy hour we are joined by a menagerie of peacocks, turkeys, lorikeets and blue faced honeyeaters. The midges have been slowly eating us to death, bite by tiny bite. Our neighbours are all Victorians escaping the cold and Woody refers to the folks behind us as the ‘Wee Wees’ as they do nothing but read and walk to the toilet, a lot. … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 18 Tannum Sands

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Follow the Sun, Day 15 – Tannum Sands

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Day 15, 28/7/2019 Sunday, Tannum Sands, 24 This place is so relaxing that this morning I jumped out of bed feeling as though I had finally caught up on my sleep. With gusto I dragged the ukulele out from under the bed and instantly botched the F chord. Poor Woody was groaning. You’ve guessed it, the nails are too long. Not only that, I still haven’t coloured my hair since last weeks’ haircut. I had put it off because I didn’t want to get caught with plastic wrap on my head when the fridge repairman called. In hindsight I should … Continue reading Follow the Sun, Day 15 – Tannum Sands

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Rest in the rubbish bin trusty Shimanos

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My Shimano beach sandals have died and I’m quite sure that most of our friends will cheer. I bought these trusty rock hopping, floatable sandals at BCF Mt Isa in 2014. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the area, Mt Isa is about 500kms from the sea. These trusty shoes have travelled tens of thousands of kilometres, trudged beaches of the Pacific, Indian and Southern oceans and kept me afloat in a murky river on a hot day. They’ve even stayed sitting in the stepwell when the caravan door was flapping down the Bruce Highway a few years … Continue reading Rest in the rubbish bin trusty Shimanos