After a good night at the RSL in Cooroy Greg and I decided to wash a few clothes at the local laundromat. I didn't realise how popular laundromats are. Everyone seems to wash there cloths dog blankets horse blankets paint covers and filthy sheets at this place in Cooroy. We met a lady there who appeared to own a property in every state of Australia and knew everything about making money in real estate. We asked ourselves, why is she washing her cloths here in a laundromat in Cooroy?? After washing we took off to tackle the other side of Noosa headland. This is an epic walk around some spectacular scenery of surf and surfers. The walk took about 3 hours and we were both nackered when we got back to Noosa Beach. We bused back to Cooroy to see what happened to our L 300. Looks like Clause the German mechanic ordered the wrong part. I mean an alternator is an alternator, anyway he fitted a second hand one and fixed a couple of other small things so we paid and decided we would have no more mechanical problems for the rest of the trip nec minute.
Another night at the RSL met a bloke who introduced himself as lucky, his first name was Brian and then Arthur David, which is bad Luck. He should have stayed away because we won nothing on keno. We left after the lavender mob went home for bonox. Greg and I decided to grab a pizza and head back to our room and watch the footy . Tomorrow we are belting north.