The Wise One decided that we should top up our water tanks before leaving the campsite, and would you believe it, one of the caps on our tank wouldn't unscrew
. This is getting very annoying, I can only say that Fred & I would have not known how to cope with all the things that have gone wrong. Whilst they are not major faults, to some one who has never caravaned before and doesn't have a toolshed in the back of their car (like Bazza), it can be quite overwhelming when things go wrong or don't work properly. Everyone should travel with a Bazza. It will be a few days before we can find somewhere to get our water tank cap replaced.
Today we are heading for the Carnarven Gorge, on our travels we stopped to look at the huge Dawson open cut coal mine. Twelve and a half million tonnes of coal a year is produced from this mine and sent for export from the Port of Gladstone. Apart from the by products of the coal mine which can be a bit unsightly, the countryside is still really nice and you can't help but be impressed by the vastness of the country we live in. Tonight we have pulled in just off the highway I think we are about 40k's from the gorge, I've heard a lot about the lovely walks you can take through the national park, really looking forward to it, should be fun.
Best name: Lonesome Creek. To state the obvious, it must have been named by a very sad person
All was going well with our pack up this morning until it came to stowing the awning. There is a sequence to putting up and taking it down, neither of which Fred & I seem to have mastered yet. Fred decided that as he has seen Bazza perform this operation on his own then he should be able to do the same. I kept hearing a lot of buggers and shits as Fred got it half way down then had to put it back up because it just wasn't working the way it should. I was called to assist, by this time he was very frustrated and so was Bazza watching proceedings from a distance. Finally Bazza came across and put us right, I was told to hold the long tape and guide it as it rolls up. Holy shit, I swear if I hadn't let go of the tape it would have rolled me up inside the awning. Of course letting go was not the right thing to do, it rolled up too quickly then smacked into the caravan with an almighty bang. Bazza looks on in despair.