It's been a week since we bid an early farewell to two members of The Big Adventure team.
We dropped the Pianoman and the Whippet off at Adelaide airport and would meet them in Hobart in another 2 weeks. I must say, seeing the Pianoman dressed in his suit for the first time in a couple of months was a very bitter reality pill to swallow after the absolutely amazing time we have all had on this trip.
But the show must go on!
I thought a caravan and 4 kids were a recipe for disaster in a major city so I decided to go regional and headed for the Limestone Coast, South Australia.
First stop, the lovely seaside town of Robe.
We had the loveliest time in Robe just chilling out and making sure I had all my 'systems' in place. I can now hitch and un-hitch the caravan and after getting in and out of the car 20
(ok, maybe 50) times on the first go I've devised the most high-tech method to help me back onto the caravan-I've placed some duct tape on the back windscreen and another piece on the caravan and when these two line up, voila!!
I've really enjoyed the company of my fellow caravaners this past week. I've made some great friends, including a family that will visit us when they get to Tasmania in a few weeks. Caravaners are a very discreet bunch but also very perceptive, if that makes sense. I've found everyone very considerate. Everyone kind of just carries on with things completely oblivious to the fact that others are witnessing their every move. You tend to know what everyone has for breakfast, you can see what brand of toothpaste people use and it doesn't take long to see the dynamics of how the different couples and families work. You carry on as if no one is noticing these things. But they do. I actually haven't had to ask for a single bit of help as people have noticed that I'm on my own and come straight up and offered help. I'm really grateful, even if I don't need it. I actually don't mind my own company so when the kids are in bed I often read or watch a chick flick on the laptop. Or like now, I'll do a blog post. But tonight I have a date with the lovely grey nomads "next door" before I head off tomorrow. So I better get on with it.
Robe has historical significance for our family too. And I am absolutely obsessed with family history. Did you know I married a Chinaman? The Pianoman's Great Great Grandfather, a Chinaman from Canton jumped ship and landed here in Robe before heading for the Goldfields. So, my blonde-headed, blue-eyed children are part chinese. There is a Chinese Memorial for the 16,000 Chinese who landed here in 1856-1858 and walked the 200 miles to the Goldfields of Victoria in search of Gold. I'll Post more about this another time. But here are the kids standing on the spot where one of there forefathers first landed in Australia.
We managed to walk down both sides of the main road of the town, but it took a while because we had to stop and pat every. single. dog. along the way. The Whippet is missed!
They even let me look in all the galleries and boutiques. I bribed them with treats from here.
We then went to Mt Gambier for a couple of days and took in all of its gorgeous landscape. This is the Umpherston Sinkhole - literally a hole sunk into the ground. It was graced with beautiful gardens and caves.
And then onto Blue Lake, a volcanic crater lake which had the most exquisite colour.
I've been keeping a tight reign on the kids since I'm going solo. Here is Miss Fancy planking over Blue Lake.
And then onto Princess Margaret Rose Caves which were just spectacular. We were the only ones there and therefore had a private tour. The tour guide continued her spiel as if she was talking to a class of PhD Students instead of 3 year olds but the kids were all ears. Ask them anything about columns, pillars, batwings, petrified tree roots, shawls, straws, wedding cakes and Chandeliers. They're all over it.
|Miss Fancy with The Seventh Dwarf, "Grumpy"|
Hope you are all having a wonderful Monday!