OK, here we are, only 24 hours into our
Great Turning Left Tour and already we’ve landed in the best camping spot of
all – Ray’s sister and brother-in-law’s house at New Brighton, just a stone’s
throw from the beach. We plan to be here
for the weekend, after which we shall Turn Left yet again and meander down the
coast until we find another perfect spot.
We missed our deadline yesterday by 6
minutes, driving out of Ormiston Springs at 12.06, after a couple more
farewells (thanks Paul, I don’t REALLY think we’ve had more farewells than
Melba!) After a visit to Moreton Shores
Nursing Home to say au revoir to a couple of friends (Ben and Mick) and
unfortunately missing Margaret at Victoria Point, we headed south on the
M1. All went well until we neared the
Gold Coast when the traffic became much thicker and slower – the only
impediment we could see was that everyone had slowed down to watch a painter
decorating a huge wall with sea pictures – there was no other obstruction on
the road. Reckon the Council should have
erected a barrier so no-one could see him!
All went well until we neared the Yelgun
turnoff, at which time we got stuck yet again.
Evidently there’s a HUGE music festival here this weekend, and to cut a long story short, He Who Shall
Be Nameless was asleep in the passenger’s seat when he should have been my
eyes, and I managed to turn left into the Festival traffic instead of taking
the second road (unmarked I might add) to New Brighton! After a slightly heated discussion about
whose fault it was that we now had to drive 7km at a snail’s pace before we
could turn, I spotted a couple of
traffic supervisors at the bottom of the hill. As we reached them I informed them that I was
about to do a U-turn and go back up the hill.
They weren’t happy about it, but you’ve seen the motorhome; would you
argue??? I managed to do a 3-point turn
(go me, on a narrow road) and trundled back up the hill and the 10 minutes to
our destination.
We’ve repacked the van to accommodate all
the last-minute items we threw in and plan on spending a lovely Friday night
with drinks and nibbles on Ann and Ross’ back verandah.
The van is working perfectly, we’re comfy
and cosy and really looking forward to the next however-long we’re on the road.
Thanks to all and stay safe and healthy
while we’re gone.
It's only 'Splendour in the Grass', one of the biggest music festivals around!
ReplyDeleteSo what? They were in my way!!
ReplyDeleteWell Sally what had 'he who shall be nameless' been up to the morning of your departure to make him fall asleep within moments of leaving home? I suspect there was a little bit of last minute polishing, changes to the fit out, extra tidying etc? There is no doubt about him ... he is simply precious so just keep him busy!
ReplyDeleteOn a blog housekeeping matter .... I had a quick peek this morning before I went into the city and read this post but didn't have time to comment. When I came home there was the email containing this post in my inbox. I checked with previous ones and they are sent by email to me around 12.30 each day. So if one is anxious to find out news it is wise to look directly at 'simply letting go'.
I think Splendour in the Grass doesn't finish till Sunday so as you 'turn left' on Monday there may be a bit of traffic again.
The photo is very green and lush just as we know northern NSW to be. The orangutan hanging in there looks well rested and ready for anything!
bisous L