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Monthly Archives: June 2015
Day Ten: One Hump Or Two.
I got up late last night, to take a nocturnal wander to find a tree, only to get a fright. As I stepped out of the van, I thought for sure that the couple of whizz bangers* who had decided … Continue reading
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Day Nine: Yee haa, We Made It (To The Border).
The sounding of the alarm this morning heralded another day, sitting high up in ‘The Beast’, motoring along on the road. Moving on again, we hurriedly packed up in the early morning cold, before making our way down the dirt … Continue reading
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Day Eight: Opals In The Rough.
When we checked in to the caravan park yesterday we were told kindly, but in no indeterminate manner that there were particular guidelines we had to follow with the dogs, especially with regard to minimising noise. It was therefore extremely … Continue reading
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Day Seven: To Fuel, Or Not To Fuel? That Is The Question.
We’ve been lucky the last few days, blessed with clear, warm days. Overnight however has been a substantially different story, especially last night when the temperature dipped to close to freezing, seeing us again pile the blankets high atop us, … Continue reading
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Day Six: I (Lake) Hart This Place.
Our plan of a sleep in was struck with a bout of misfortune this morning when Bethany decided at the ripe hour of 8:00AM that her bladder wasn’t going to hold out any longer. Taking her for a quick walk … Continue reading
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