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Day Thirty-Four: Wine, Beer, Cider And More Food Than You Can Poke Chubby Finger At.

What a pleasant surprise it was to wake this morning to find it cold, but at least dry, giving us an opportunity to strip the canvas annex walls down and get them stowed safely away without the need to try … Continue reading

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Day Thirty-Three: Day Of Epicurean Delights.

Let me tell you about the weather. It’s cold. Cold as can be. It dropped to a couple of degrees below zero last night, and I think I felt every last one of those degrees. Then when we awoke this … Continue reading

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Day Thirty-Two: Wining About The Weather.

The roof top mounted furnace gave us a sincere case of false security this morning, as we awoke, after falling asleep last night to the constant pitter patter of thick, heavy rain drops creating a never ending drumroll against the … Continue reading

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Day Thirty-One: East Bound And Down.

Awaking this morning, we were greeted by a panorama lit in the dim pastel watercolour hues of a grey cloud shrouded sky. It was if Mother Nature was reminding us that our travels through the outback had reached their crescendo. … Continue reading

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Day Thirty: Platform: 9¾. Destination: Out Back.

Thankfully, last night was not as cold as the night before, and we awoke this morning to what seemed like a positively balmy morning in comparison. This was a good thing and we decided to make an easy start of … Continue reading

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