Numb face to Wellington

Because the boys were having such a nice time playing with Jake, Jack and Sam, it was hard to decide whether to stay another day or keep moving.  In the end we decided we'd spent enough on caravan park fees and needed to get back to National Parks where it was cheaper.  Plus there was a lot of traffic noise at the park, and a huge wind.  So despite being a great place, we packed up in a great rush because the office closes at 10am and we needed to get our deposit back on the electronic key for the boom gate.  I also had another dentist appointment at 10am, and I am never eating another lolly!!!!  My face was numb for half the day and I was not a happy camper.

We stopped beside the Serpentine river for lunch, across the road from the old bridge school that was started in 1858.  They had a seventy year old head master at one stage, who then went on to teach and run the school for another 15 years!

We stopped for some groceries, then drove on south to the Wellington national park.   As we pulled in I saw the same man who was a camp host at Millstream Chichester National Park, where we'd camped weeks ago.  they had told us then they they were coming south to be camp hosts somewhere down here, but I'd never have remembered the campsite, and we'd actually changed our minds twice about where to camp tonight.  Jan and Doug had arrived last night.  Isn't it amazing.  They are very nice and always busy cleaning up toilets and leaves..which is a pretty big job in a forest.  They have been travelling for five years.

We had a good chat to a couple from Chermside,  Richard and Teresa, with their two kids, Georgia and Matthew.  They are into running, and Teresa had lots of ideas for places to stay when we travel across the Nullabor.

There were two older single ladies travelling in their individual campervans.  They said they were part of a network of about 600 'singles' travelling in vans around in Australia and were going to a 'meet' somewhere near here tomorrow.  One had a painted sign on the back of her van advertising 'fortune telling', and I thought it was pretty funny later when she couldn't remember the name of the movie they'd seen together recently and blamed it on her Alzheimer's medication.  Grant said to me later that remembering the past and telling the future are two completely different things!  Not into fortune telling in any case.  God knows His plans for me, that's enough.

There were lovely parrots, magpies, kangaroos and possums here.  We brought the bin inside for the night.

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Vicki