Reaching Roma and Visiting Virgin Rock (Springsure)
Tuesday 21st May
My being in denial about Paul going off to Afghanistan has come to a crushing end and I shed a few quiet tears last night.
We went to the local café and had a bite to eat.
It was probably just as well we didn’t notice the sign out front until after the event!!!!!
Fortunately we ordered the pies!
Then we headed off to Roma and opted to stay at the Showgrounds. We decided to take an unpowered site for $11.00.
Paul rang to say goodbye (more quiet tears). He sounded very upbeat and happy now that all the organisational rubbish is over and done with. He seems much more relaxed than I. He flew out about 11.00 pm.
Wednesday 22nd May
It is freezing again and raining! I’m sure my toes are about to drop off. Maybe we should have paid the extra a got the powered site.
I have now taken to my bed, it is soooo cold. It has not stopped raining all day. We have spent our day reading, shivering, knitting, shivering, eating, shivering, watching TV and shivering.
Thursday 23rd May
Because a foggy morning usually heralds a sunny day, I decided to try out my new semi-automatic washing machine (read plunger that Ron bought).
I must say, it worked a treat!
We then packed up Indie and headed off. Ron heard on the radio that in the area yesterday had been one of the coldest May days on record. It was certainly the coldest day we have had.
We bought supplies, stopped for chocolate éclairs and coffee by the side of the road and arrived in Injune around 2.00 pm. We pulled into (861) Injune Caravan Park ($27.50) and set up camp and hung out the washing. I am not holding out much hope for it being dry in the morning.
Ron decided to have a bit of a rest; his back was a bit sore and so I went for a walk around town.
While I was at the hairdresser, she told me about a walking track by the creek behind the caravan park so I walked down there as well. Turns out it was not so much a creek as a little pond.
It was really pleasant walking as the weather had turned out to be very mild, so much so, that after we had had our dinner, Ron and I went for a stroll around town together.
Friday 24th May
The landscape was completely different with outcrops of rocks and gorges as we skirted Carnarvon National Park.
We stopped at (432) Beazley Park, a day stop only at Rolleston for lunch.
The local council is quite proud of their rock however and it is even floodlit at night and does look quite spectacular out here in the middle of nowhere!
First up, we met Arthur, Lyn and their little dog Molly from Victoria. Lyn had tripped over the dog and broken her wrist here a couple of days ago. Fortunately, there is a hospital here and she is going back in a couple of days, when the swelling subsides a bit more to have a proper plaster put on so they can resume their travels in their big coach.
Then we were joined by Barb, who will be 80 in July. She is travelling alone just in a little Corolla car that she camps in.
And finally there was Allan, an ex truckie, also almost 80, driving a Hino bus.
Talk about diverse people and diverse transports.
We had a great time swapping stories for a good couple of hours. Then the sun went down and it turned quite cold again. We all fled to our respective vehicles and turned in for the night.
Saturday 25th May
We were up, breakfasted and ready to go when we decided – why? Arthur, Lyn and Allan were staying and they were nice so we decided to stay as well.
I spotted a butterfly on a nearby gum and went into nature photography mode.
It was very windy and it was blowing around something fierce so I decided to grab a picture of Molly instead – at least she was stationary!
We had new neighbours move in, Keith and Val from Victoria.
She popped over to see what I was doing and we had a great old time nattering about knitting and other odds and sods.
He had been gone no more than two minutes when Andre and his wife Gerry lobbed in and pinched his spot.
They do a lot of fossicking and had some really nice gemstones, amethyst, garnet and crystals with them. They send them to Thailand to be cut.
After Allan returned, we all sat together and talked and shared travel tales.
We got a call from Paul around 4.00 pm. It was so lovely to hear from him so soon. He sounds great. He rang to check out how we were going and catch up on last night’s footy with Ron. He couldn’t tell us what his immediate plans are (or he will have to kill us lol).
After that, Ron and I re-joined our little group of happy campers and we all chatted for a while and then the sun sank and that was it! It got quite cold and everyone headed indoors except Ron and me of course. We braved the elements, had dinner and even sat outside for a while longer. We spotted two satellites, figured our job was done and headed inside to the relative warmth of Indie.
Ron has now retired to listen to the footy on the radio and I will do some more knitting.