Drysdale - Diesel and School Dinners

Trip Start Dec 29, 2010
Trip End Dec 05, 2011

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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Having now not had a shower for 3 days I found myself imagining the accommodation we were booked in at Drysdale…..large room with lovely ensuite shower (or better, a bath) and proper working toilet (no more going in the bush, or watching out for frogs).

We arrived at Drysdale to find it a very organised, tidy working station with the necessary facilities (diesel, basic shop, bar). But the room…..hmmmm…..not quite what I had dreamt of, and disappointingly the toilet was across the courtyard.

With the Mitchell Plateau inaccessible, we planned on a quiet day.  Benjamin napped in the room while Brad and the boys had a 4x4 adventure, crossing the Drysdale river, taking it in turns to drive, riding on the rails etc etc.

En-route to Drysdale we had watched a long, brown snake cross the road next to the car, and so we asked at the shop if they knew what kind of snake it was.  The answer: a king brown, one of the most venomous snakes in Australia and deadly to humans.  Great……  Must make sure I close the tent properly from now on.

We met tons more grey-haired adventurers, many of which recognised us from early on in the GRR trip.  Benjamin endeared himself to all the grannies – amazing how he reminded so many of their own grandsons – and he even called one "Gar" (his word for Ga-Ga, my mum). 

We had booked dinner tonight, so with much anticipation we headed to the restaurant to tuck into the buffet.  Hmmmm, not quite what we had dreamt of.  More like bad 1970s school dinners.  Even the boys couldn't manage to eat in the chef’s own words “his interpretation of dauphinois potatoes”.  Next time stick to the recipe, mate. We reserved judgement on dessert, but thought better of it when we realised it was another bad relic from the 1970s… lemon meringue pie.

We had a great night, though, and met some interesting people at the bar.  I left Brad having a beer with a couple of truck drivers and put the kids to bed, before crashing myself, exhausted from last night’s camping.
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Brad - i cant believe all the water - we only crossed one river on our whole GRR experience and we drove all the way up to Kalumaburu on the north coast. Amazing - I am even more impressed with your journey now!! Cheers Nick

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