Day 28 Friday 11/7/2025 Wooli, sunny 8 – 19
It’s another cool morning and made even cooler when all of Wooli’s power goes out. It doesn’t help that Woody has decided to ‘fix’ the door as well. The screen door has been somehow jammed to the bottom of the main door and won’t come apart. It’s not too much of a problem as it hasn’t been warm enough to use the screen door anyway. Woody spends a half hour on the door to no avail. In the meantime, I clear the bench over the stove, turn on the gas bottle and make a stove top coffee with the Bialetti. I’ve just poured a cup when the power comes back on. No worries! I had expected it to be out for hours. In fact, we’ve done a pretty good job of lazing about this morning.
This part of the trip is coming to an end, and after lunch Woody walks into town for a last beer at the Club and another raffle ticket. He seems to think he’s a winner. I read my book in a shady spot by the pool. There are 3 pools here, one just for kids with water fountains and stuff and 2 for adults. There’s a very high waterslide for the kids as well. Outside the pool area is a playground and a Ninja Warrior Challenge for the fit and more adventurous kids. It looks like we don’t have any of those here at the moment as it sits empty. I only wish I had the strength to give it a go. There’s so much to keep families amused, mini golf, volleyball, and free canoes and kayaks to use on the river. It seems that if the kids aren’t in the pool they’re furiously pedalling bikes and carts around the park. Beside the camp kitchen there’s a sand pit for the tiny ones and arcade games upstairs for the older ones. It’s no wonder the dad’s all wander about with a beer in hand and a relaxed smile. The camp kitchen here is the best we’ve seen with an outdoor BBQ area sheltered by the upstairs games room. The well-equipped indoor kitchen and a cosy TV room upstairs for adults is just the thing for those who are travelling light. This is possibly the best equipped park for young families that we’ve ever stayed at.
Deciding to cook Chicken Cacciatore for dinner and having most of the ingredients on hand, with a bit of innovation it makes sense to cook inside on the gas stove as our large casserole pot isn’t an induction pot. The evenings here are chilly, when the sun drops behind the palm trees at 4pm it’s time for warm woolies. Decision made, it’s time to lift the bench yet again to access the gas stove. The espresso machine lives on that bench when we’re on power. I remove the coffee machine’s water reservoir before setting the machine down on the bathroom floor. For reasons totally unknown to me I put the water reservoir on the bathroom bench, forgetting that it doesn’t have a flat base. I’m back in the kitchen moving a sea of ingredients off the bench so it can be lifted to expose the stove, when there’s a bang. The reservoir that has been teetering on the brink has just sent a couple of litres of water cascading onto the bathroom floor drenching the coffee machine and flooding the bathroom from one end to the other, from toilet to shower. Thankfully two floor mats have done a good job of soaking up most of it (thank you Aldi). When Woody comes in to see how dinner is coming along, I haven’t even started. At least it is delicious. Eventually.
Accom: $29.00
Day 29 Saturday 12/7/2025 Wooli, sunny 8 – 19
Sadly, it’s our last day here. Time to make things secure and get the van ready for hitching up tomorrow. We make the most of the walks. The park is busy and the Saturday special for the kids is a blowup slide called the Avalanche. The kids climb 30 metres up the blowup steps before plunging to the pool at the bottom. It’s pleasant sketching by the river far from the screams.
Dinner is Chicken Cacciatore revisited.
Accom: $29.00



Always plenty fo you to attend to
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Oh it never stops.
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Tell me you had a go on the Avalanche!
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I wish!
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🤣
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Ah, the joys of living in confined quarters….
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Living in a tin can eh?
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Jack used to call our camper van “ the sardine tin” 🤭I called her Matilda…
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And no doubt there was plenty of waltzing about.
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Sure was…
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