Day 42 – Bremer Bay – Livin’ on a Prayer
Caroline and I both had a good nights sleep, still waking up a little sore from Caroline’s previous exercise escapade. Before leaving our sleepy cocoons, we had planned the perfect […]
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Day 40 – Albany – The Captain’s Log
Captain’s log, Stardate 14.12.2016. After receiving a haircut only a few days prior, I, Captain Greybeard, am trying to re-acquaint myself with looking a little more civilised. Product in the […]
Day 38 – ‘A’ is for Albany, ANZAC and Alpaca!
I woke to a wet pillow, not my own doing. The rain was constant, not a break in the downpour throughout the evening. The rain had made it’s way through […]
Day 36 – Pemberton to Walpole – Lumberjack Style
After an entertaining night for some (Caroline reported back from a visit to the ladies bathroom that there where a male and female showering together in the womens toilet!) We […]
Day 34 – Final Blast through Margie
Well Margaret River, you have exceeded my expectations. I have lived a life blinded by the majesty of your Barossa and McLaren Vale Shiraz’. Margaret has exceptional Chardonnay and Cabernet […]
Day 32 – Birthday delight ‘Margie’ Style
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me!! What a fantastic day from start to finish! Caroline excelled herself arranging a tour of MR with a company called ‘Flying Corkscrew‘. […]
Day 30 – No wineries today!
Sharp stabbing pain. Left hand side of my chest, below the heart. I inhale a shallow breath, stab. Exhale slowly the same amount of air, stab. This continues for around […]
Day 28 – Busselton to Margaret River – Moby Dick!
Ava woke quite early this morning, in anticipation for the arrival of ‘Trixie’, the Christmas elf that visits the girls when they are well behaved. Admittedly I too was awake, […]
Day 27 – Busselton at Leisure
Busselton, quite a lovely little seaside town. First impressions were that it was a bit like Manly, but possibly a little smarter – with trendy restaurants and cafe’s everywhere. Now […]
Day 25 – Broomehill to Bridgetown
Another lovely morning. Breakfast in the caravan, drove back again to the quaint local winery and cafe (Nonna and Gramps, not exactly the same standard as JG’s but still quite […]
3 months in a Caravan 