Do We Stay in Caravan Parks All the Time?

The answer is a resounding “No”. We usually stay in the place that offers the best taste of the area or town. Sometimes it depends on weather. If it is appallingly wet then a well maintained caravan park with a concrete slab outside our door is not to be sneezed at. We don’t have a diesel or gas heater fitted, so a caravan park with power for heating and of course the electric blanket can be awfully enticing during a cold snap. In some towns there may be a local show ground with power and good facilities. These can be … Continue reading Do We Stay in Caravan Parks All the Time?

Gastro Pubs

We were in the north of Western Australia and chatting with friends that we’d met on the road. They were from Perth and were talking longingly of visiting Melbourne. “Oh”, we cry with delight “We must take you to a gastro pub.” Our new friends stare at us in shock and horror. Melburnians are indeed proud of their Gastro pubs. Tired old hotels are given a makeover and a top chef is employed to produce high quality gastronomic meals. Fine food is served in a pleasant and somewhat refined atmosphere and patrons will happily travel across town just to judge … Continue reading Gastro Pubs

We need a rubber duck

Winter 2016 I’m standing in the shower with warm soapy water sloshing around my ankles and it’s all because of the sullage hose. For those who are unfamiliar with the operation of sullage hoses here is an explanation. Most caravan parks have an outlet into the drainage system. We attach our grey water sullage hose to our van’s waste water pipes and drop the other end of our sullage hose into the park outlet. Some parks let us run our hose onto their lawns and they move the hose daily. Not surprisingly these parks have the lushest lawns and gardens. Now … Continue reading We need a rubber duck

The Bold and the Beautiful

It’s 2014 and we are camped in Port Douglas, Qld. We have neighbours who appear not to be all that compatible. She sits outside smoking and he can’t drag himself away from the TV inside. We refer to them as “The Bold & the Beautiful” and wonder how long they’ll last on the road together. We drive up to Cooktown and are thrilled that we have three whole days to spend there as it is an unusual town. We run into “The Bold & the Beautiful” and they are having a puncture repaired. They are unsure of how long the … Continue reading The Bold and the Beautiful

Pink elephants? Never!

Our mate El Prado and his dear lady Elle spent a few days at the Jamieson Caravan Park recently. One evening they walked across town to a little restaurant called Mingo’s for dinner, which they tell us is well worth the visit. After an evening of most pleasant inebriation they left the restaurant for the stroll home in the warm evening air. Suddenly a large pig of about 250 – 300kg loomed out of the dark with a certain attraction for our mate El Prado. Much oinking, snuffling and nudging ensued before they reached the safety of their caravan, their … Continue reading Pink elephants? Never!

Me Back’s Buggered

We’re waiting at the Mansfield hospital to see a doctor. Both full of a chest infection and coughing our heads off it is indeed nice to lie down for a few minutes and just doze. In the opposite corner of the ward a woman’s voice complains to the nurse “Me back’s buggered.” It’s funny how things are triggered in your mind and my mind suddenly lurches back to Christmas Day in the late 90’s when we took our sick friend to Cobram hospital up on the Murray River and we returned to camp laughing our heads off at someone else’s … Continue reading Me Back’s Buggered