Wednesday, April 14, 2010

First blog!

I have just managed to get this blog going. I hummed and haahed about writing but I think it could be fun. Quite a few people have asked how they could find out where we are. Sooooooo, if you want to know, I'd be happy for you to read about our travels.

A little while ago when I went back to uni to do some studying the lecturer commented that I didn't look like a caravanner!! When I see some caravanners I know what he means! They are either way too well organised compared to us, or they have missing front teeth and starting on the grog by 2pm!!

Mostly, our caravan is very comfortable and we have everything we need. I think I did very well packing the cutlery and plastic crockery we needed. I know I packed too many clothes but at least we can go a whole week without doing any washing.

We spent a great 4 weeks travelling around Busselton, Margaret River, Denmark, and Pinjarra where we spent the weekend at Fairbridge music festival. The music was great, as usual. We treated ourself to a Andrew Winton CD which we played on the way up to Leeman - a small fishing village, south of Geraldton - which is where we are now. We rode our bikes all over the village this afternoon - so quiet and well kept. Tomorrow we will be going down to the jetty to see the fishing boats bring in all the crayfish. Kailis Brothers is there to collect it all!

We were expecting big storms yesterday but nothing happened. I am sure that as we go north temperatures will be warming up. In a way we will both be sad as we love winters in Perth. Hopefully I'll be able to swim in places like Kalbarri, Coral Bay and Monkey Mia where we will be heading in the next few weeks.

2 comments:

  1. Pris forgot about the flooding of the caravan, the day spent sucking up the water with a giant vacuum cleaner, the near collapse of the ceiling in our house in Currambine, the roof blowing off the storage facility and the flooding of all our possessions, the damage to our house in Williams Place etc, etc, etc. Not an auspicious start to the trip! Not that I'm being negative but to coin a phrase: "no matter how you look at it - a donkey droll is still a donkey droll"

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  2. Apart from my tracking skills, the driving on the Gibb River Rd was horrendous! The road is corrugated to such an extent that I was afraid I would break my fingers if I didn't keep them on the outside of the steering wheel. It caused me to have to climb under the car and check every bolt. I have never felt such vibration and the only thing that came loose was the spare wheel cable! It took ages to find one of the rear door adjusters had loosened a little and made the whole car sound like it was falling apart.

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