Managing Wind

Eyre Peninsula, March 2018 The wind is becoming stronger and everything is coated in a layer of dust. As soon as I wipe the benches they are gritty again. I give up. Cooking dinner outside has become a joke but the wind doesn’t seem to deter the flies. At least the washing dries within minutes. We spend another day in the van avoiding the heat and wind and locking down everything that rattles in the wind, roof hatches are jammed down extra tight and the door (opening into the wind) threatens to blow off its hinges every time we open … Continue reading Managing Wind

A Windy Coast

Eyre Peninsula, March 2018 Since Whyalla we’ve been lashed by strong winds and have rarely had a chance to put the awning out. Locks Well was calm until after sunset then strong winds buffeted the vans all bloody night. I had visions of our two rigs being blown off the cliffs and into the sea. Thus, we set ourselves up at Streaky Bay and venture into town for a look around. We sit in the pub and remark on how nice it is to at last have no wind. However, when we return to the park it is blowing a … Continue reading A Windy Coast

A Chilling Thought

Dad’s talking thermometer now lives on our caravan and it normally only talks between 8:00am and 8:00pm. However we’ve now discovered a hidden feature….we went to Drouin and stayed in the little park called Glen Cromie not far from Mt Baw Baw. In the middle of the night we were woken to be told that the temperature had just dropped or should I say plummeted below zero, to a chilly -.2 degrees in fact. Now seriously, we’d had enough trouble getting off to sleep what with freezing cold noses and all and then we get woken up to tell us … Continue reading A Chilling Thought