In stark contrast to every other day since the 2nd
of January we awoke to gray skies! While school started a couple of weeks ago
we thought it was about time we tried to turn the boys brains back on so we
started our first effort as home schooling with 30 minutes of free writing. It
was pretty successful and I am looking forward to reading some more interesting
stories!
It wasn’t raining yet but it wasn’t far off so instead of a
swim the boys surfed a couple of sand dunes while we packed the van up.
As I
was backing the truck on I noticed that we were down to one bar on the fuel
gauge so we hurriedly chucked everything in and headed to the next town with
everything crossed that we would make it! After a couple of minutes the gauge
changed its mind (probably due to the angle we were on) and now read two bars,
easily enough to get us the 20km to Tumby Bay. Feeew!
Happily we made it however while we were filling up in with
diesel Jack noticed that, in the rush to get going and not waste any fuel, I
hadn’t taken the hand brake of the van! Now I know why it had felt a little
sluggish....Ahhhh!!! After having two previous experiences with caravans and
wheels falling off I decided to do the smart thing (unusual I know) and take it
to a workshop to have it checked out. We aren’t far from the Nullarbor Plain
and the last thing I want to happen is have trouble out there! We pulled into
the local New Holland tractor dealership and they were happy too look at it.
While one wheel felt good the other just had a little bit too much movement in
it so we (I handed him spanners and the like) took it off and regreased the
bearings all for the princely sum of $22! In Brisbane that probably would have
cost $150+ labour!
Tumby Bay looked magnificent but with the gray skies came a
cool breeze and the desire to swim was minimal so we moved on to our camp for
the night, right on the edge of an estuarine beach 10kms to the south. For
lunch we had crumbed whiting and oysters and with a few of them I used sweet
chilli sauce instead of egg wash, yummy! De even liked the oysters!
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| Eat your heart out Manu! |
I then set the boys up and sent them
fishing while De and I relaxed. Unfortunately there was so much sea weed it
wasn’t conducive to fishing and soon after the rain finally started to tumble
from the sky. No problem, thanks to the Berry’s we were well prepared for
afternoons like this and we settled in for a relaxing afternoon watching Turbo
the snail tear up the Indy 500!
The weather turned pretty foul so we closed up for the night safe and sound in The Gator!
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