What started off being a quiet benign sort of day has turned into an awesome one thanks to some real 4WDing, some nice water and some good company (albeit the company is becoming a bit paranoid about what goes in the blog).
Some people believe what goes on the camping trip should stay on the camping trip but I beg to differ. If the story is good enough, print it!
We camped overnight in a free camp site and moved early this morning to Cleaverville a Nature Reserve on the beach near Point Samson and Karatha.
Denis and Bec called in with some of the family (Courtney and kids), and went for a walk along the beach/rocks. Jet collected some lovely big clam shells. Mum was impressed!???!
Denis and Bec had their own adventure last night as when going to bed, the camper toppled over, as They had forgotten to put the legs down! When Denis says "help me Bec, Bec replies I can't" you see poor Bec was upside down at the end of the camper. Oh for a movie camera! (See what grandchildren do to you!)
This arvo Doug and Rob, Paul and I went for a drive. Initially it was to find a boat ramp, but instead we found some interesting rock formations - real volcanic stuff, zebra rocks and other fascinating relics of the past. (No, not just Doug and Rob)! Then the way back home became a 4WD experience as we went over the top of the mountains, down into the gullies and back finally to flat land. Only a little bit of slipping on rocks, a few white knuckles and the occasional OMG and we were back.
Then we followed the road to the boat ramp and found the most marvellous waterway I've seen this trip, so far. Tomorrow we investigate further with boats, fishing rods and swimmers. Can't wait!
Well enough excitement for the day so see you another time.
PS - An atheist gets into a 4WD and crosses himself, what does this mean?
You have to love us humans; a never ending source of amusement!
Dear Diary -one crosses oneself in the hopethat if a tragedy occurs it won't be too painful . However Doug got me home safely !! We saw the statue of Red Dog yesterday bandit reminded me of what a hard life we poor hounds live. He had such a beautiful face in that movie. Paul just arose from his nanny nap , to a lovely late afternoon , demanding a cup of tea. Nothing much changes on this trip . Jenny says she is lucky with one female and three males [ with tongue in cheek I guess] but US males say we need another female to do the dishes !!
ReplyDeleteTwo more days and the blue sheets may not be red anymore and anyway I have only 3 days of nickers left , well bones I mean.
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