Day 96 Monday 30/8/21 Morven to Charleville, hot 31 The smell of the bush out here in the early morning makes you never want to go home. Thankfully our convoy of Christian neighbours leave early and peace returns. It’s a … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 96 – I’m catching a flight!
Day 95 Sunday 29/8/21 Roma to Morven, hot 29 It’s a warm morning and already 22 degrees at 9:00am. It’s also time to lighten the bedding again and break out the lightweight tropical shorts. We’re cooking fried rice for dinner … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 95 – Praying they’ll leave
Day 94 Saturday 28/8/21 Roma, clear 2 – 27 Ah the joy of a 2nd day, we have a lazy morning and Woody cooks eggs for his breakfast. We pop into town and buy socks (you can never have enough … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 94 – A Feeling of Space
Day 93 Friday 27/8/21 Theodore to Roma, sunny 25 A chilly morning and a quick flick of the diesel heater and we’re toastie and warm when suddenly, the power goes off. Never mind, the hair gets dried in front of … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 93 – Just a flick of a switch
Day 92 Thursday 26/8/21 Moura to Theodore, bright sunshine Woody does a lap of the town before breakfast. I find myself singing as I wash the dishes, being on the road must be agreeable. Even drying the hair on my … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 92 – Theodore
Day 91 Wednesday 25/8/21 Mulambin to Moura, blue skies It’s sad to be leaving after so long as we’d gotten into an easy rhythm, every day being warm and just pulling on another pair of shorts and a T shirt. We’ve certainly found the warm weather that we’d been chasing. In Rockhampton we stop off at Doblo’s fruit barn to stock up on fruit and vegies and of course we are obliged to have a quick run around Aldi and Dan Murphy’s for grey nomad essentials, bargains and booze. We meet the Prado’s out at the Gracemere turn off and … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 91 – Where bananas don’t grow
Day 90 Tuesday 24/8/21 Mulambin, humid 25 It’s a funny old day, we have cloud cover, heat then more cloud. Woody slowly does the pack up jobs. Things like putting the fridge back in the car, cleaning and pulling in the awning. Slowly our little home starts to take on a temporary look. We take last walks on the beach and I meet an old turkey on the beach but he doesn’t have much to say. The Prado’s grab us some nice fish from the Co-op. We hear that there’s been a crocodile sighting on Yeppoon’s main beach. Happy hour … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 90 – Saying goodbye
Day 89 Monday 23/8/21 Mulambin, sunny with cloud 23 Double or Nuthin’ and Shirley Temple leave to visit the family in Brisbane. As things currently stand that means that they’ll be entering what Victoria deems as an Orange Zone and … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 89 – A Peaceful Haven
Day 87 Saturday 21/8/21 Mulambin, Sunny 23 Shit! I suddenly realise that I’ve forgotten to colour my newly cut hacked hair. Waving bleach, colour and cling wrap around while chatting with M about the wonders of Dyson Stick Vacuums and how much I’m missing mine, I get the colour totally wrong. I end up looking like mutton dressed up as lamb. At least it’s a good chance to clean the van’s pipes and shower with the excess hair bleach though. With hair a ridiculous shade of brown we head into town, Yeppoon, for a farewell lunch at Waterfront Bar & … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Days 87 & 88 – Moon rise over Mulambin
Day 86 Friday 20/8/21 Mulambin, sunny 23 We receive an early morning visit from C & W bearing frozen mango from their own orchard. What a treat at this time of year. We sit down with the Prado’s and a large map and work out our path home. Things are getting serious now and we are talking more and more of life outside of this paradise. Our ants have discovered the tidy bin, which lives in the bathroom, and have now taken up residence there. This is a big improvement over their last home, the kitchen bench. I’m thinking that … Continue reading Capricorn Dancers, Day 86 – Caravan Incontinence
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