Fortunately the boys slept in until after 8 so with De being
out of action for the day I packed the boys up and headed for the headlands at
Separation Creek for a fish. Now I am not sure if it is me or not but this
fishing in Victoria gig is getting a bit tiresome! While I am yet to have a
proper session where I really concentrate on fishing it seems even hard to lose
your bait! Maybe I have just been a bit spoilt in Queensland or maybe I just
have no idea of what I am doing down here...or a bit of both!
After a couple of hours it started to spit so we retreated
into a bushy cave that Sam had discovered for morning tea and I called the
adventure of soon after as it was starting to look ominous. We celebrated the
new year with hot chip sandwiches and an afternoon sleep. After lunch the wind
really started to blow and then it was joined by its good mate rain. I wondered
down to see how Harry and Olivia were going in their $15 tent and discovered
they had spent the whole morning in the car as it had begun to leak. We moved
the tent to under our annexe to try and keep it a bit dry as neither of us were
going anywhere until tomorrow. By about 2 the wind was really starting to blow.
I haven’t been in a cyclone before but I think this must be getting pretty
bloody close as it felt a lot stronger than the 90km/h winds we had experienced
at Point Lonsdale and as we were in the middle of a eucalypt forest the sound
it made was intense. You could hear the gusts coming up the valley as it roared
through the tree tops and then shook the hell out of the van.
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| Note - Picture was taken in the morning. Everything you hear about Victorian weather is true! |
At this point Harry and Olivia you can skip to the next
paragraph..... As mentioned earlier we had put their tent under our annexe to keep
it dry. The only problem now was that I was horrified that the annexe was going to be
ripped from its mountings and torn to shreds, but I just couldn’t close it up
and leave their tent to be soaked. I put the annexe down as far as it would go
and tied the corners down but every time a gust rumbled up the valley I
squeezed my eyes together and contorted my face in the hope that it would
somehow help the situation. Gradually the rain cleared and around 5, after a 4 hour battering, the wind
eased. The Gator had survived without a problem, man I love this Montana
Caravan, it is a cracker!
Harry and Olivia joined us for a couple of games of Monopoly
late in the afternoon and after dinner we all hit the hay. The only problem was
that the boys hadn’t been outside of the van since lunch so they hadn’t burnt
any energy resulting in it taking about 2 ½ hours to get to sleep! A special
note must be made of De’s incredible effort to start off 2014 where she did not
step outside the van for the entire day, a round of applause if you may!
Well done, De! I'm so proud of you!!!!! ;-)
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