Here we go again – what are we thinking!
Having recently crossed the Nullarbor to deliver a car and caravan to Melbourne for Pippa and Tara, we find ourselves, once again, with the prospect of another crossing, this time with the north Queensland city of Townsville in view. It’s a long way!
Why would we do such a thing? Because Tara is taking a position as a dancer for Dance North who are based in Townsville and so Pippa and Tara have settled there for a time and, oh yes, Pippa is due to give birth sometime soon. We would like to be there for that.
The Long Stretch
Even having lived in Australia, and mostly in Western Australia, for more than forty years, it still amazes me to realise that just to get to the border of South Australia from here takes three days of driving. And that’s just the start of the journey.
… and so we begin.
The New South Wales Outback
We are now around half way across with Port August behind us and the road ahead leading across the NSW outback towards Broken Hill. At the South Australia, New South Wales border is the once thriving border town of Cockburn. Alas, it has seen better days. We stayed in the by-donation camping area.
The Sunshine Coast
After eight days driving and four thousand kilometres we have arrived on the Sunshine Coast and we’ll get to have a good catchup with Zoe and family.
Onward to Townsville
Having spent nearly a week catching up with Zoe (and Pete, Robin and Scott) we have another three day drive to get to Townsville. Another drive we have taken on numerous occasions.
After a pleasant day near Mackay visiting friend Eni we at last arrive in Townsville for the main event. Pippa and Tara had rented a house which turned out to be in an area prone to midgies and so going out at any time resulted in nasty itchy bites. So they moved to another house which they decided to actually buy in place of their Melbourne apartment. We are greeted by Tara and a very pregnant Pippa due sometime in the next two weeks.
It’s all happening
No sooner have we returned from our few days on Magnetic Island than it becomes apparent that someone is trying to get into this world. The house is prepared, the Midwife is on call and soon Pippa’s adventure will begin. She is having a home birth which means that we are lucky enough to be among her supports.
It is not an easy birth, but then they rarely are.
Time for the “Back Again” bit.
A week after the arrival of Satori, it is time for us to depart and wend our way back home. However there has been a change of plan.
Whilst our little A-Frame Avan has done us well, we feel that it’s just a bit small for the comfort of our ageing bodies. We have done a bit of research looking for a slightly bigger caravan that our car will still pull. Having zeroed in on another style of Avan, we find that there is an almost new one – with all the goodies – for sale in Forest Glen on the Sunshine Coast. So we make our way back south for a look. They are happy to trade in our A-Frame and so the deal is done. We move up in the world … Ha Ha. And we get an unexpected chance catch up with Zoe et al.
We start our journey home with a couple of nights in Hazeldean on the shores of the Somerset Dam. We need time to sort the new van out and get ready for the long haul home.
On the Road, On the Road, On the Road Again.
Only another four thousand kilometres to go so we’d better get started. We are hoping the journey back will be uneventful. May the nights not be COLD! There follow a few random snapshots of our trip.
What a journey! Two months and twelve thousand kilometres. It was quite some experience, especially the birth of Satori Jade Samaya who is now five weeks old and giving Pippa and Tara a few sleepless nights. Oh the joys of parenthood!
What was that you said? Off to Japan this month?