On the Sunday we decided to move on up the coast as we were due to meet Scott and Kelly and start our search for more work together, the final destination Caboolture in Queensland to pick strawberries. We met them on the highway about 150km North of Sydney, we were going to have a few leisurely days making our way up the Northern New South Wales coast, but we made it quickly to Nelsons Bay although it was getting late, we had a look around and then could not find anywhere to camp, so we headed straight back to the main highway, so it was all a bit of a waste of time heading the 50km down to the bay.
We set off fairly early and again got quite a way up the coast. We stopped at Coffs Harbour one of the main towns enroute. It was lunchtime when we got there so we had some soup and then took a walk along the historic pier. There were people jumping in to the water and others fishing, it was a nice spot and had a good beach, although it was not beach weather now that we are in Winter. None of s could be bothered to hang around as there was little for us to do, if it was Summer I'm sure we would have spent more time. Kelly and I drove the vans onwards, there was nothing really that enticing about stopping anywhere along the way so we ended up at a rest stop on the highway, close to Byron Bay. The rest stop was full of campers as this was so near to popular Byron. The following morning we drove in to the town and parked up by the beach before walking around the town and back to sit on the beach and paddling in the water. It was a nice laid back place but again we were itching to get on and earn some money and there was not much else to do but sit on the beach, which it was a bit too cold for. We were only 80km from the Queensland border and we found ourselves back at Tallebudgerra beach and the Burleigh Heads foreshore where we cooked some burgers for lunch. It was then time to head through to Brisbane and 40km North to Caboolture. We went to the showground's which had camping facilities and in the evening we rigged the laptop up to Scott and Kelly's van stereo an sat outside between the 2 vans and watched the Simpsons movie.
We were on the road at 7am as we were due to meet up with someone about some work. We had found the details on the internet and it asked us to turn up at this hostel, we registered and then travelled in convoy out to some villages. There were a lot of people and the first farm that we arrived at, even though they had asked the guy to take us there did not want that many people and were quite rude about it. We still filled out the forms ad they said that they would call us hen the strawberries were ready for picking and packing. The next place was a much more professional set-up but again they did not need people to start for a few more weeks as the bad weather had delayed the harvest, but we still left our details. The final place had some people already picking and would not be taking anymore people on at the moment but it would pick up further into the season in about 4 weeks they would need lots more people. It had all seemed a complete waste of time and we were all really deflated. We had a look around the town but each agency we tried had nothing going. We drove around for the rest of the day trying to decide what to do, we used the internet for a bit more research but nothing came up. We finally made a decision, Wayne and I were leaving in Seven weeks from Brisbane and we had to sell the van in that time, so we thought it best to return to Brisbane to find work and put the van up for sale. Scott and Kelly were eventually heading for Cairns and there was more harvesting work, further in to Queensland so then headed North.
Wayne and I spent the next few days in a campsite just outside Brisbane. The weather was awful, torrential rain for 3-4 days We spent the day in Brisbane making posters and putting them up in all of the backpackers and internets cafes we could find. We even drove down and to Surfers Paradise and put posters up down there to cover as many options as we could. We had a phone call about the van so we made our way back to the City, they were not interested again we were disappointed and the rain had got worse. We were at a shopping centre and the car park was flooded. But things got worse, as we made our way back to the campsite, the clutch on the van started to make the most horrendous squeeling noise, the clutch was on it's way out. We made it back to the campsite, just. We were thoroughly pissed off and I was very upset, just out luck! So we went in the pouring rain to the pub to drown our sorrows.