Our Epic Trip is over. Did we learn anything? Has anything changed?
Not with a Bang but a Whimper…
The last leg of our Trip, from Kalgoorlie to home. But not without some drama.
After having to go backwards 800 km to Adelaide, we are on the road again.
Never Thought I’d Hear That!
Tank is fixed! We have a lovely weekend with Liisa and Dave then back on the road again.
God is Amazing!
God’s amazing intervention. Tank’s fixed!
One Day at a Time
We have to take it one day at a time. Waiting for our bus to be fixed. Trying to make the most of it.
No Home, No Transport…
Tank had broken down and we’re stuck in Adelaide. Struggling and wondering is there an end in sight?
Tank, our Coaster bus, was running splendidly. Now it’s limping along. Will we get it fixed in Ceduna or do we have to go backwards?
A Tale of Two Halves
We are on our way home. Half way across Australia, at Kimba, SA.
Visiting Broken Hill for the first time. The Pro Hart gallery and the big miner, BHP.
That’s a Sign
Inspirational signs along the way and some not so much
Leaving Queensland and the rain and flooding. Heading to Broken Hill.
Homeward Bound – Part 2
Going to Scarness, then Fraser Island. Back to the Gold Coast towards home.
Last part of our journey north in Queensland, to the Sunshine Coast and Scarness Beach, then back to the Gold Coast.
Two weeks before we turn around and head for home. Leaving the family. Seeing a little more of Queensland.
Beautiful one day…
Queensland, sunshine state, the Gold Coast, grandies, car chase and surgery
Upper Middle Hippie
Byron Bay, upper class hippies, solar train, grandchildren and fishing
Adventure in Dorrigo
A day’s adventure to Dorrigo
The inside story on what it’s been like travelling for the last 4 1/2 months
Rain Stopped Play
About two weeks ago (it seems like longer) it started raining. It clears for a day or two then rains more. We’ve had a fair bit of the wet stuff. We’ve tried putting our raincoats and boots on and venturing out. We end up with wet clothes and boots and nowhere to dry our stuff. And there’s only so much you can do of that. I’m not complaining though. The poms have a saying, “(life) can’t be all beer and skittles”. I can understand their love of beer, but skittles? Really?
The two eldest grandies got colds. Then we got colds. Yesterday (Sunday, 22 May, we needed to pack up and move to another caravan park in the rain. We have to uncover the bike (chained to Tank’s bull bar) wrapped in a tarp and bring the bike inside Tank. Then disconnect the water, drain the hose and store away. Then disconnect the grey water (sink connection) hose, drain the waste water and store the hose away. Then disconnect the power supply, wind up electrical cord and put it away. Lastly, anything else left outside, like my bucket of fishing tackle and our external door mat. Yes, had to do all that in the rain. Not much fun. But that’s life, isn’t it? Not always fun. Not all beer and skittles.
I bagged the Victorian roads as the surfaces were consistently rough. NSW roads though are inundated with pot holes – some really large ones. When you miss seeing one and hit it at speed (I’m talking 30-40 km an hour), it feels like it does some damage to Tank. In Zimbabwe they called these large pot holes tank traps! There are plenty of tank traps here.
When roads get “fixed”, they look like this.
I promise that I will not complain about the seemingly endless road works we have in Western Australia. At least for the next few months. 😉
There are lots of these signs in NSW.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if Australia were truly an island where people could take refuge?
Here in NSW they think that footy is rugby. I don’t understand it myself. But they seem very passionate about it.
Our outgoing PM is a keen supporter of the Cronulla Sharks. Our incoming PM has been a long time supporter of the South Sydney Rabbitohs. I won’t comment further…
From Umina we went to Patonga Bay for a couple of days. Good fishing there!
Then back to Umina again, as the family were there. Then on to Toowoon Bay. Where we are now.
Funny how there is no rain in the photos. Rain didn’t really stop play. Just changed it a bit.
Until next time…
Is Jesus Real or a Story?
Asking the most important questions in life
Come on Nyah, you can do this!
Grandkids and touring NSW and Mr. Compassion
New South Wales
our venture into New South Wales
Happy Mother’s Day
Mothers Day by Brian Harris
Bye Vic! Hello Again!
Leaving Victoria into NSW, then back and forth
Beauty, Signs and Identity
Autumn in Victoria. Signs and identity.
Signs of Confusion and Street Art
Confusing signs on Vic roads plus beautiful Street Art
Lest We Forget
ANZAC Day, remembering the sacrifice of those who have gone before us – and God.
Travelling across the Nullarbor and nearly home!