Drove into kalgoorlie after a few big days on the road. Been listening to the 12 man, and laughing our silly heads off. Mr B in fine form reciting many recalled from the past. Decided we all need a rest and do washing. Both Mrs did their washing early and filled up the clothes line. Mr B then hit the Toyota Service station and had the oil changed on the Landcruiser. then a wheel alignment. Found out something is amiss but will leave fixing it till we get home.
Tomorrow boys are doing the mine tour while the girls do retail therapy. then we will do the brothel tour late sat night to see if we get a laugh
NO decent quotes of the day that are able to be shared. recieved a text from a good friend i thought I would share
" Can't believe that caravan is still holding together after 10,000 km"
Not sure whether to be insulted or congratulated with that one
Once again we are in a caravan park at the end of the runway for the airport. large planes thundering over as a I write this. Another early morning imminent. We have an en suite site for $49 a night ( not cheap this caravaning stuff) but no water till after noon as a grey nomad hit the fire hydrant on his way out this am. we have been free camping and I actually slept in till 7.45am this morning. Peace perfect peace.
Just remembered one
Mr B had paper towel between the ice cube tray in the freezer as the trays were rattling in the night and annoying him. When I came to get ice for the Gin and Tonic for happy hour - if was all stuck with paper towel, to stop the ice vibrating?????????????? Nice one eh
arthur Dear Mr and Mrs B I just can not believe what you have just done. I was in that area with your father in 1964 a good wet year we were on our own wild flower Tour. I had organised not knowing the size of W A or the state of the so called roads. We had a new Nissan Patrol with long range fuel tanks. Went by the little roads from Kalgoorlie to Mt Magnet then followed the main highway to Meekatharra. Left the main highway North made our way to the Gascoyne River on little roads. Followed the river to the coast at Carnarvon. What I remember of that part of our holiday was at Sandstone the miles and miles of blue flowers covering the red earth. The wreckage caused by the gold mining, the mining machinery left where it stopped working. The miners had gone and so had the gold. The silence and the lack of people. We were the only ones travelling on those roads then. We camped when day ended and where we were. No caravan parks in those days. I visited the python pool in Millstream Chichester Nat Park, looked nothing like what I saw on the internet today, how things have changed in fifty years. Karijini Nat Park looks stunning and I wished I had visited it too. At the speed you have come down from Broome the road back to Adelaide will only take you 2 or 3 days. The unmade road of 50 years ago has gone. Looking forward to hearing more of Mr B's wisdom and Mrs B's stories