Day 4, Monday 6th May 2013, Glen Cromie
During the night we discover that Dad’s talking thermometer has a function that we weren’t aware of. It woke us up at 2:00am to tell us that the temperature had dropped below zero, -.2 degrees in fact. Thank goodness it’s a powered site and we could flick on the heater.
The morning is cold and brisk but beautiful. After more chilly ablutions in the concrete box we drive into Warragul for a bit of shopping as M has left their caravan heater at home. We return via Drouin and the Noojee Hotel for a burger. In need of more warming firewood we leap from the car at every chance and throw a few branches in the back of the jeep. Back at camp M unpacks the heater only to find that the tall modern style of heater is not a heater at all but a fan! Fat lot of good that’ll be tonight.
There are only three vans in the camp now. We have plenty of wood for the fire which is given a vote of appreciation by the camp cat that wanders in and settles on S’s knee, for the evening. As we wander off to bed the cat settles in for the night.