Last night was COLD, we’ll need to be better prepared if we go away in the winter again. There was frost on the ground this morning when Alex ventured out , I stayed tucked up in bed for as long as possible.
We walked down to the Artback Australia Gallery and Cafe for breakfast while the sun dried the moisture on the camper canvas because it will be packed up for a while after today. As I sat drinking my delicious fresh orange juice and eating my pancakes with berries and yoghurt I thought, “It doesn’t get any better than this!”. Across from me Alex sat drinking his flat white coffee and eating his 3 fried eggs, deliciously cured local bacon and sour dough toast thinking, “It doesn’t get any better than this!”
Packing up the Mitchell is much easier than our old camper where we certainly needed strong arms to lift up the hardfloor and flip it over. We’ve also appreciated the extra floor space where we were able to set up a table and chairs comfortably. It didn’t take long to pack up and then we were off.
Cullulleraine wasn’t a stop on the way back, we decided to keep going until Renmark where I wanted to make a stop at a roadside stall to buy some dried apricots. We’ve bought them there before and they were great and this time we also bought a couple of bags of Mandarins. The man had grafted the variety himself and he did an excellent job, they are sweet, easy to peel and have no seeds. Unlike the supermarket fruit they were all different sizes.
After Renmark we went through Berri where I worked for 3 years and then across the “new bridge” ie the one that wasn’t there in 1970, and across to Loxton. From there we went to Murray Bridge via Karoonda, mostly on a nice quiet road. From Murray Bridge we were on the freeway and it was far too stressful for me so next time we’ll try not to come home through the hills.
Now we’re safely home, the camper can go in for its check-over and we can plan for next time.
This gives you an idea of why we don’t have a bigger camper/caravan. If you click on an image it should take you to a Slideshow.
I forgot to mention that we stopped at the local IGA and as Alex walked out with the 4kg strap of Rib Eye draped over his arm the genial manager asked dryly, “Planning a steak sandwich maaate?” That sent us on our way with a smile.