Another financial year finished. Time to load up the wheel barrow and visit the tax office folks!
The space invader from next to us left this morning and Now They Tell Us, apparently he has been to this park before, most recently only a few weeks ago, and all he does is complain, about the price of the sites and the state of the toilet and shower blocks and the other facilities. Last time he was here he harangued the caretakers, this time he vented to the park owners. Now I ask you, if you could find that much fault with somewhere, why would you ever go back? We love this place, the facilities are spotlessly clean, the price is very low and the owners and caretakers are the friendliest we have met. There are testimonials on a cork board in the camp kitchen agreeing with our opinion, so we are left feeling that the owners should have been at the gate this morning to wave him goodbye and to tell him to never come back!
Monday, June 30, 2014
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Saturday...28 June 2014
Boundaries. Interesting word. Some are visible and solid like fences, others are more a concept like good manners, but we all know what a boundary is. So why is it that in something as small as a caravan park, some low life mongrels spread themselves into other peoples space and even worse, carry on a treat if you call them on their bad behaviour thus effectively making you the offensive one for complaining?
We are big, but we always keep our camp within the boundary of our particular site. This is the patch of ground allocated to us and which we pay temporary rent for. We do not encroach on the sites behind or beside us. This usually makes everyone including us happy little campers.
But.... the old fart next to us has pulled in as close to the dividing line as he could, then instead of parking his car at the front of his site which by the way is twenty metres long, he has driven around behind his van into the next site behind him and backed his car up to his annexe thus blocking the site behind him and putting his car half on his site and half on mine. I do not need that extra metre or so of space, but......his car is now right beside my portable clothes line which I set up at the back of my site. Today I have had to move that line to be able to hang my washing and not have it blown against his dirty car while it is drying. Grrrrr.
We are big, but we always keep our camp within the boundary of our particular site. This is the patch of ground allocated to us and which we pay temporary rent for. We do not encroach on the sites behind or beside us. This usually makes everyone including us happy little campers.
But.... the old fart next to us has pulled in as close to the dividing line as he could, then instead of parking his car at the front of his site which by the way is twenty metres long, he has driven around behind his van into the next site behind him and backed his car up to his annexe thus blocking the site behind him and putting his car half on his site and half on mine. I do not need that extra metre or so of space, but......his car is now right beside my portable clothes line which I set up at the back of my site. Today I have had to move that line to be able to hang my washing and not have it blown against his dirty car while it is drying. Grrrrr.
Friday, June 27, 2014
Friday...27 June 2014
Nothing to tell. Trips to town for chats with my sister and some shopping.
We lifted the bed the other day to put something under it and discovered that the blokes who fitted those lovely black slide rubbers had somehow managed to rip the bed right off the wall it was firmly screwed to in the factory! So you can add caravan bed repairs to that list of nothing much happening.
Monday, June 23, 2014
Monday...23 June 2014
You know, if the weather here stayed like this all year round, I would be seriously tempted to start looking at the for sale signs. We wake up every morning to bright blue skies with not a cloud in sight and the day is warm without being too hot. First thing in the morning there is always a fairly heavy dew but that dries up by 9 am and then it is just us and the sun until the afternoon which does get a bit hot for a couple of hours but then a nice gentle breeze blows in to cool the day down before sunset. Wonderful.
We are out of town in the country and apart from the movements of the army air wing, all is quiet. The first day we were here, ten helicopters flying in formation came over. That made some serious noise! Some were normal choppers but four of them were the big cargo carrying type. Apparently we are not too far from their training grounds. If them honing the skills of their particular field of employment keeps me safe and secure I am happy to see them going about their day.
We are out of town in the country and apart from the movements of the army air wing, all is quiet. The first day we were here, ten helicopters flying in formation came over. That made some serious noise! Some were normal choppers but four of them were the big cargo carrying type. Apparently we are not too far from their training grounds. If them honing the skills of their particular field of employment keeps me safe and secure I am happy to see them going about their day.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Friday...20 June 2014
Today I went to visit my older sister. What a wonderful person. Still going up and down stairs in her high set Queenslander house at 86. Very fond of custard tarts and multiple cups of tea. It is so good to see her still hale and hearty.
On our trek north we stopped for a toilet break one day at a small country town in Qld called Augathella. In the park is a sculpture known as the big meat ant. Seriously impressive. I am gathering quite a collection of "big" things.
On the wall of the old picture theatre is a mural dedicated to A Boy Called Smiley. I was a very young child when the Smiley movies came out in the 1950's. They were about a young boy from Augathella and they contain several references to the district. The signature tune from the movies was a smash hit in its day and my younger sibling uses it as the lead in to his regular Sunday programme on the local radio station where he volunteers. Seeing the murals and knowing where the story originated was very special.
On our trek north we stopped for a toilet break one day at a small country town in Qld called Augathella. In the park is a sculpture known as the big meat ant. Seriously impressive. I am gathering quite a collection of "big" things.
On the wall of the old picture theatre is a mural dedicated to A Boy Called Smiley. I was a very young child when the Smiley movies came out in the 1950's. They were about a young boy from Augathella and they contain several references to the district. The signature tune from the movies was a smash hit in its day and my younger sibling uses it as the lead in to his regular Sunday programme on the local radio station where he volunteers. Seeing the murals and knowing where the story originated was very special.
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Thursday...19 June 2014
Moving day again. Got up to the sound of gentle rain which was unexpected. Never mind we were able to pack and get away with only our feet wet from the damp grass underfoot as we went about our well rehearsed routine of breaking camp and hitting the road.
The weather improved as we moved north and in less than an hour we were in bright sunshine again. I was even able to remove my cardigan!
Along the way we saw the usual mad push bike tourists. We passed the big mango, the big pumpkin and the big slice of watermelon. I kid you not, they are all out there. We also found the usual roadworks, one of which held us up for quite some time. Normally we do not mind but this one was within sight of our destination of Townsville and after a long drive we did not want to be stopping for anything other than a toilet break and a coffee.
Tomorrow we will go into town and visit my older half sister. I am looking forward to seeing her.
The weather improved as we moved north and in less than an hour we were in bright sunshine again. I was even able to remove my cardigan!
Along the way we saw the usual mad push bike tourists. We passed the big mango, the big pumpkin and the big slice of watermelon. I kid you not, they are all out there. We also found the usual roadworks, one of which held us up for quite some time. Normally we do not mind but this one was within sight of our destination of Townsville and after a long drive we did not want to be stopping for anything other than a toilet break and a coffee.
Tomorrow we will go into town and visit my older half sister. I am looking forward to seeing her.
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Tuesday...17 June 2014
We got away on time, well for us anyway, and had a good day travelling to Mackay. The car ran like a dream and only smelt funny for a couple of hours as the little bit of residual oil burnt itself off the engine parts.
So here we are, it is threatening to rain but cannot quite do it. We have decided to stay two nights before we head north again to Townsville.
During the day we found ourselves in a slow moving convoy created when a caravan dawdled down the road at a set 80 km and while the road was good quality it seriously lacked overtaking lanes or opportunities. We were the third caravan in the lead line with two more behind us then a row of trucks behind that. After putting up with the situation for nearly an hour we decided to do the honourable thing and turned into a roadhouse with the thought that the trucks at least would had one less caravan to over take along the way. Wouldn't you know it, the trucks pulled into the same roadhouse!! We ended up doing a slow drive through and then rejoined the traffic which had moved far enough ahead to leave us with moving room on the road. One can only try to be a good road user. It does not always work out!
So here we are, it is threatening to rain but cannot quite do it. We have decided to stay two nights before we head north again to Townsville.
During the day we found ourselves in a slow moving convoy created when a caravan dawdled down the road at a set 80 km and while the road was good quality it seriously lacked overtaking lanes or opportunities. We were the third caravan in the lead line with two more behind us then a row of trucks behind that. After putting up with the situation for nearly an hour we decided to do the honourable thing and turned into a roadhouse with the thought that the trucks at least would had one less caravan to over take along the way. Wouldn't you know it, the trucks pulled into the same roadhouse!! We ended up doing a slow drive through and then rejoined the traffic which had moved far enough ahead to leave us with moving room on the road. One can only try to be a good road user. It does not always work out!
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