Batemans Bay Bound
Tuesday 2nd April
Just outside Crookwell, we stopped at the wind farm.
We parked Indie under the trees and then we noticed that lots of the trees had these metal cut-outs of different shapes and animals in them. They were quite high up so the artists who made them were not only talented but quite agile. I loved them, they were just so quirky and gave the whole campsite such a lift, it made you feel happy just looking at them. I love art when it is fun!!
We had the red owl next to Indie and the butterfly behind us.
The rest were just scattered hither and yon all around the site.
We chatted with the neighbours. Dennis and Myra had been there since Easter and were telling us that there were about 27 vans and motorhomes there at one stage during that time. Dennis also told us about how one lady, camping on her own in a little bus woke to find her battery had gone to God during the night so they drove her into Braidwood, got a new one and sent her on her way.
After these few long distance shots, I decided to try a different angle…..
Wednesday 3rd April
First stop though was historic Braidwood, a lovely town with gorgeous old buildings….and it turns out, the best bakery. We bought coffee and focaccias with herbs and anchovies….yummo!!!!!!
Then off we went to Batemans Bay. We met up with Paul and Katie and had a nice lunch at Hogs Breath Café. We walked along the waterfront and spent the best part of the day together. It was fabulous to catch up even though Ron and I will be flying up to Darwin at the end of the month to see Paul off when he leaves on his deployment. Ron’s beanie was a big hit (although Paul looked a little embarrassed) and even a passing pedestrian called out ‘I want one!’
Afterwards, they went off to Narooma and we drove on a further 20 kms south to (616) Waldrons Swap Rest Area.
As we arrived, we saw a few other vehicles around and there was a 4WD truck parked next to the bar-b-que area that would not be able to get out in the morning past our awning (which we had now pegged securely to the ground). John, the owner assured us that it posed no problem as he had a chain saw. We in turn
him that a simple tap on our door would be enough to alert us and we would let
him out….crisis averted. Now that we were friends we decided it was sun downers
time. As we sat chatting we were joined by several other happy campers and it
turned out that Sandie (the lady with the red sleeves) was the lady with the
dead battery at Warri (where we camped the night before).
After much drinking and chatting, Sandie invited me to go with her tomorrow back to Mogo for a girl’s day out. Ronnie could stay behind and guard the campsite.
John, our new friend came over and gave us a single serve portion of curry and rice that his wife had packed for him but he was unable to eat so we had it as a side dish with our chops.
Thursday 4th April
Apparently a van similar to Sandie’s had pulled in and Ron, thinking it was us, jumped up waving wildly and they drove straight out again never to return!
Word must have gotten out that it was safe to come to our campsite because it started to fill up again. Ronnie built a fabbo camp fire in the bar-b-que pit and we gathered another throng of happy campers including the lovely Yvette (she especially liked Ron’s beanie).
Friday 5th April
She had been for a swim and told us it was quite cold and she had had to do lots of exercises first and imagine herself full of heat and energy otherwise she is a real woos and would not go in at all. (She was a pretty good artist too.)
It was a fabulous site and we built another camp fire. Two fires in two nights!!!!! Everywhere we stop we always check out the other vehicles to see whose is the best and tonight we won hands down!
Paul rang to let us know he had to drive Katie back to Narooma because her Grand Father had had a bad turn so we invited them over for a cuppa.
Sadly he passed away that night.
Saturday 6th April
As we were driving through Moruya we saw Yvette yet again.
Our spot was close enough to hear (but not to see) the surf and we had a little Willy Wag Tail come and visit. There were lots of lorikeets as well.
Sunday 7th April
Along the rocks we came across a rescue buoy so Ron had a practice just in case he was needed.
Then we headed off towards Nowra via Ulladulla. We did a few side trips out to more various bays and headlands. We were due at John and Ros’ house on Monday so rather than have to amend our booking date, we decided to camp in Nowra for the night and go out to their house in the morning. Besides we might have to extend our departure date depending on availability of accommodation at The Fibro Majestic in Sydney (Annette and Guys). He he he!
What a lovely spot – right on the banks of the Shoalhaven River. We did not go to the little zoo itself, just camped on the grassy knoll.
As we were watching telly later that night, our bus began to rock from side to side. We could not hear any wind and it was hardly likely to be another earthquake. That only left one other alternative – we must be under attack by several heavily armed mass murderers. With this in mind, I leapt out the front door closely followed by Ron. We looked about for suspects and could see none……until we spotted an errant wombat!!!!!! He had apparently (which is quite common) decided to scratch his back on the underneath of Indie. Upon realising that he had been discovered he fled to his burrow leaving us with no evidence of his nocturnal visit!
Just another interesting experience to add to our ever growing list!