Allan and Connie - wandering about in a caravan - Winter 2017

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Whether you have been here before or not.. WELCOME! I'm not much of a photographer but I enjoy taking photos that [to me] seem unusual or interesting. Sometimes I think they are funny, sometimes strange and sometimes R rated. In any case you are encouraged to put comments in the visitors book. I hope I can make you smile or even giggle a bit.

If only they would grow on pine trees.

Just after Millstream (or was it before?) we came across a familiar rest area that we have stayed at several times in the past. This time we picked a spot where we were able to observe the hippies on the other side of the dirt track. This was fun until they started to sing.

Arrived: Step one: clean bugs from the radiator screen.

Step two: brush and clean the carpets in the car.

Step eighteen: start getting lunch or cooking dinner.

No rest!

A huge beast with massive teeth and long sharp horns charged at me from the long grass. I challenged it for 10 minutes before it decided to ran away. During the violent struggles a piece of grass scratched my arm and needed a band-aid. Some onlookers later told me the fearsome beast was called a grasshopper.

The next morning (it was 6 degrees!!) I got up early at 8:45am and to my amazement the rest area had been quietly transformed into a MARKET PLACE and we were surrounded. We purchased some tomatoes and carefully squeezed our caravan out between all the stalls.

If you don't believe me - here it is.

The hippies didn't care. They started selling marijuana and singing hyms.

Apparently there are some other dangerous animals out in the scrub. According to this sign the bulls can attack cars and tip them over. Now that's a worry.

I could imagine doing that! IF IT WAS ALL DOWNHILL.

Unfortunately for this couple of adventurers there are just as many uphills as there are downhills. The water taps are a long way apart, and there are not a lot of sympathetic motorists either.

BUT... no fuel costs, no rego, no insurance, no license fees, very little maintenance, and no caravan park fees.

Beetles! Do not proceed beyond this point.

I've seen signs that say "Dogs, please poo somewhere else".

But I didn't realise that beetles would understand sign language.

It's not often that a distance is displayed in less than three digits.

But here's one. We are almost there and could walk the rest of the way.