Day 95 Wednesday 7/9/2022 Toorbul to Murwillumbah, warm showery 22 One hundred and sixty four kilometres of speeding motorway and being sandwiched between trucks. We take it steady and hope like hell that the car makes it up the steep … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 95 – An Art Deco Surprise
Day 14 Saturday 18/6/2022 Narromine to Narrabri, 7 – 20 yes 20 There’s a nip in the air as we set off but, we’re obviously rusty at this caravan caper. We get a few kms down the road when we notice something flapping on the passenger side of the van. Oh bugger, it’s the cover on the power point. Off we go again and then Woody notices something flapping on the other side, did I close the kitchen window after we removed the park TV cable? Of course not. Morning sun highlights millions of spider webs on the heads of … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 14 – Fancy meeting you here
Day 13 Friday 17/6/2022 Narromine, cloudy 6 – 13 It’s nice to wake to a mild morning. The boys run into DubboToyota and are told that the problem is ‘in loose terms’ that the car is not pumping fuel from … Continue reading Breakdown Blues, Day 13 – When Plan A goes to B to C and back to A
Day 12, Thursday 16/6/2022, Narromine, 3 – 17 A pleasant day dawns, except that the local Ford dealer doesn’t want to complete the job on the Toyota Prado thankfully it is now drivable. We do some shopping before the boys take it over to Dubbo 40kms away. Dubbo is the regional centre. The news is worrying as the Toyota dealer will look at the simplest solutions first but at worst, the fuel tanks will need removal and it would be at least 3 weeks before they could do the job. If that’s the case, it would be easier and more … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 12, Feeling Flat in Narromine
Day 11 Wednesday 15/6/2022 Trundle to Narromine, an icy 0 – 17 We wake to a glorious morning. There’s a layer of frost and the weather app says it’s been zero degrees for hours. Gee, the bed is warm though. … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 11 – Not what we expected
Day 10, Tuesday 14/6/2022 Mirrool to Trundle, sunshine 4 – 13 It feels much warmer this morning. Elle and I have asked the boys if we can make the start time at 9:00am. We’re not getting any younger and the morning hijinks of the boys running around not wanting to hold each other up is getting irksome. We girls, don’t particularly fancy hitting the road half dressed with a toothbrush in hand and hair sticking up while the driver asks whether we turn left or right out of the park and if can we do a radio check, now. This … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 10 – Not so Swift afterall
Day 9 Monday 13/6/2022 Leeton to Mirrool, cold 3 – 14 It’s a glorious morning. The drive to Griffith is flanked by orange groves, grape vines and cotton. This is an area of abundance and a very nice part of … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 9 – Missing the chop at Mirrool
Day 8 Sunday 12/6/22 Leeton, cloudy cold 8 – 13 Woody is up early to do the washing at the laundromat in town. I clean the caravan. After lunch, we do a large shop at Aldi as it’s the last chance we’ll get before we reach the Queensland coast. I’m sure most caravanners have mental maps of where the Aldi stores are. We both have long walks around town and I photograph the Burley Griffin water towers the historic Hydro Hotel and the Roxy Theatre (1929) which is under renovation at present. The Hydro Hotel was built in 1919 for … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 8 – Preparing for the next leg
Day 7 Saturday 11/6/2022 Leeton, some rain 4 -12 Woody scouts around and finds a laundromat while I sleep in. We disagree on search methods as I suggest that he should have used Google Maps but he says that he … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 7 – Having a shot at twitching
Day 6 Friday 10/6/2022 Lockhart to Leeton, 8 – 11 cold “Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travellers don’t know where they are going.” Paul Theroux. That sounds familiar. After chatting online over breakfast to blogger Derrick from DerrickJKnight, I … Continue reading Breakdown Blues – Day 6 – Backpacking for old farts
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