Yackety Yack, Days 87 to 89 – Time to Say Goodbye

Day 87 Thursday 3/8/2023 Mulambin, windy 16 – 23

The wind cranks up again. Woody pounds it out on Mulambin Beach, while I take a last walk along Tanby Beach.

Happy Hour starts in the small hut camp kitchen but the cold wind drives us into the warmth of K & B’s annexe.

Dinner is spaghetti bolognaise (AKA Spag Bol).

Accom: $49.52

Fuel: $37.02 (1.799c/L)

Day 88 Friday 4/8/2023 Mulambin, windy 16 – 23

As I sit in the sheltered sun, I notice that it seems to be washing day for more than just us.

Behind the vans, on the Square at Mulambin

As Double or Nuthin’ & Shirley’s departure is imminent and ours the day after, we have a farewell lunch at Waterline down at the Rosslyn Bay marina. Woody, of course, walks there. It’s cool and breezy. If only that wind would ease it would be gloriously warm.

Lunch is delicious, as always. Woody and Double or Nuthin’ have a beer at Beaches Bar and walk home. For me, it’s a stroll along Kemp Beach. Elle’s tooth is worrying her, will it hold on? She makes a dental appointment for the 16th back home (the static home). We too have commitments at home that we’ve been trying to ignore. We’ll replan the last leg and should make it home in time quite easily.

Happy Hour is in the hut and dinner is leftovers. Or as we prefer to call them left ovaries.

Accom: $49.52

Red-Tailed Black Cockatoo feasting on Beach Almonds

Day 89 Saturday 5/8/2023 Mulambin, windy again 16 – 22

Saturday and Woody is up early again to fill the fruit orders for our camp crew from the Yeppoon Farmers Market. Double or Nuthin’ and Shirley Temple leave for Maryborough, though it takes them until 9:30 to get away. Geez, they’re methodical.

Our heads are ‘on the road’ now and we find ourselves taking long last glimpses at everything. I take a last walk on Lammermoor Beach. The tide is rising rapidly. A woman is watching her kids play in the waves “How lucky are we?” she says, gazing at the view. Indeed, how lucky we are.

The afternoon is spent packing up and readying things for the road. Woody reverses the van a few metres, so that he can hitch up now and not have the car jutting onto the roadway. These long sites are a luxury and mates K & B are now closer behind us. Gee, I hope they don’t snore.

Happy Hour is at W & A’s and while we munch on cheese and bikkies and B’s cakes, the Kookas are queueing up on the roof of the camper next door to take turns dining at the termite cafe.

Our dinner is air fryer chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, and snow peas.

Interesting Caravan nickname “Porte Man Tow”.

Accom: $49.52

Fuel: $18.66 (1.929c/L) Lucky we filled up yesterday and this was only a top-up. Prices have gone up around the country it seems. Wouldn’t you know it, and we’ve got over 2000kms ahead of us.