Since I last wrote, I’ve been to Echuca where I met with the lovely Barb for a great catch up
and then Sue drove down from Barham and met us for lunch. We haven’t all been together since 2009 in Kaifeng, China. Echuca is a pretty little town but very touristy so on Monday, I bid a fond farewell to Barb and headed West.
I had intended to get a few Ks under the belt that afternoon; however, an almighty wind blew up (75kpm according to my weather app but 90 kpm according to the bloke in the caravan park) either way when the gusts hit Betty on the side it whacked her all over the road. I thought I would end up with shoulders like Arnie trying to hold the wheel to keep her on track. Scary to say the least. So when I saw a sign ‘Lake Boga Caravan Park’, I hit the brakes.
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This lovely, tiny little caravan park is run by a Hollywood star gorgeously good looking hunky bloke (I might be old but I’m not dead yet!). I could stay there again!
Next morning, the wind wasn’t so bad, so westward bound was I. Sadly, the wind picked up and blew all heck out of us again so I stopped at a place called Nhill. Nothing further needs to be said about that.
This morning, it’s just ‘windy’ which is a very pleasant change. (I forgot to add that I’ve got a ripper bout of hayfever from all the wind and dust, can’t breathe, coughing, blowing, sneezing – but that’s just by the by.) So I took the back, slow, long way round to Kingston SE. What a lovely place this is and, not only that, but the council must be lovely too because, along the foreshore, they’ve provided free camping for self-contained motorhomes and caravans. Onya Kingston Council!
Although the weather’s not the best, I’m warm and comfortable, I have a lovely view, I’m talking to you and there’s a big pot of curry simmering on the stove. Am I living the dream or what?
Off to explore the wonderful Coorong tomorrow.
Just arrived home and caught up on your latest blog.
Long email coming this week.
Sad about your camera too.
Kirsty