Living not far away we’ve driven past the signpost to Lang Lang beach a thousand times. Then one afternoon we ventured down just to see what was there…the sun was setting across Western Port, the water was as calm as … Continue reading Sunset on Lang Lang Beach
It rains solidly all afternoon, steady soaking rain, a blessing for farmers who’ve had a parched July of record high winter temperatures. The Gulargambone Caravan Park has a purpose built tin shed that houses a camp kitchen and a large … Continue reading Gulargambone Caravan Park
I’m in the campground toilet and I hear a moan, an awful moan. What do I do? She must have fallen in the shower. With my jeans around my knees I’m helpless. My mind is racing. When I finish I’ll check on her then call for help. Bones are bound to be broken so we’ll need an ambulance, the office isn’t that far away. Then I hear it. That telltale plop. Just another difficult poo. Continue reading Tragedy Averted
Gwydir Thermal Park in Moree NSW is enormous with hundreds of van sites, cabins and motel units they cater to every budget. Like the last two nights of this trip the sites are very tight. The artesian water here is … Continue reading A Good Hot Bath
What were they thinking? We were staying in a caravan park with a key lock on the toilet door. Some have code locks, some don’t have locks at all. Now take a look at that handle. Can you imagine any old duck with arthritis and wet hands being able to open this? No! And every day I had to free some poor soul who was locked inside and waiting for help to arrive. Continue reading A Poor Opener
An oft heard phrase amongst the grey nomads is “we don’t want jumping pillows and playgrounds.” Most senior caravaners like to keep their costs down whenever possible but that doesn’t mean that we’re always out in the mulga. Sometimes we nomads enjoy a few days at a seaside town or a popular spot and all that it entails. A bit of shopping, dinner out or a round of golf. However when we do choose to stay at a caravan park we expect to get a level site, good roads and clean amenities. We also expect modern clean washing machines. Now … Continue reading An Open Letter to Caravan Parks
It is a tiny fishing / holiday town with not a lot going for it except for its National Park, beach and river. As we check into the caravan park we realise that the manager must be working for ASIO (Australian Security Intelligence Organisation), she asks so many questions about us that I’m sure that she was even noting our eye colour. We plug our 6 digit code into the rusty boom gate and hey at last we’re in. The sites are shaded by pine trees which means there is no grass just a mess of pine needles, fine gravel … Continue reading Get Smart
In this caravan park we are very close. Last night our TV addict neighbours on the left had their TV blaring. The folks on the right had their TV outside obviously as a courtesy to us because as we prepared dinner we were able to watch Home and Away through our kitchen window. It was a perfect night to eat outdoors but with a different channel in each ear it became unbearable. We resorted to the Dolby method and turned ours on as well. This morning we woke at 6:00am to the sound of laughter, our neighbours watching TV again! … Continue reading Tight?
Having been recommended to us by the local Corryong auto electrician we grab ourselves a site at Colac Colac (pronounced ‘clack clack’) Caravan Park beside the pretty Nariel Creek. Green lawns run down to this burbling little trout stream. There … Continue reading Colac Colac Caravan Park
March 2015 We’re in Port Augusta, SA and now that the wind has stopped I can appreciate the view across the inlet to the Flinders Ranges. It is a shame that the view is spoilt by a high barbed wire fence. We are locked in a gated park, apparently due to the incidence of burglaries. Even the dump point has a fence around it, although I’m wondering what they could steal, poo perhaps? Continue reading What’s the crime?