Day One
Well, we made it out of Sheldon…. barely. Frankie and the Tramp are all set up in a free camp spot just North of Gympie (or a mere 2 hours from home), and Ben is currently digging a hole for Isabelle to poo in. Welcome to my world for the next 5 weeks.
The day didn’t go as planned, but we are nothing if not flexible. At about 11pm last night, Ben decided that Frankie was carrying too much weight at the back. No amount of “She’ll be right” could sway him, so we delayed our departure this morning for Ben to install airbags under her rear. There was drilling, welding, making brackets, fitting things, taking wheels on and off, fitting shorter axles, and fitting longer axles…. all in all a good 10 hours of Ben lying underneath a car working while I fannied about trying to look busy so he wouldn’t ask me to help him.
So far, nothing exciting has happened. Isabelle lasted 30 minutes in the car before going to the toilet. Rohan fell asleep as soon as the car started moving and briefly woke at 10pm, when we arrived at our camp spot, to demand dinner. After inhaling his dinner, he promptly fell asleep, leaving me to wonder whether he actually woke up or was his subconscious demanding food on his behalf. Jazzy is allergic to one of the trees here at Bauple and has already drenched one of her hankies.
Jazzy’s hayfever is a nice lead-in for me to talk about one of my brilliant camping ideas (of which there are many, but I’ll try not to bombard you with too much brilliance all at once). As most of my offspring, and Ben, are cursed with allergies to all sorts of things and constantly require some kind of snot rag, I imagined the trip would be spent with me frequently screeching, “Whose tissue/hankie is this?!?” (I hate snot) To alleviate this problem, I decided everyone would have their own coloured hankie. I enlisted my little seamstress, Jazzy, to whip them up for me, and now, if I see a handkerchief lying around, I can immediately determine who the owner/culprit depends on its colour.
I envisioned we would make it halfway to Cairns today, so I am totally unprepared for this Southerly cold. We are all in bed at the moment, freezing our buts off. I’m going to leave it there for today as I want to get to sleep.
I was separated from my huggy pillow last night (she was packed in Tramper), and I slept terribly. I am soooo excited for our reunion tonight.
Thanks for reading!!
B xxx

Jazzy is sewing hankies.

Eating dinner at 10pm in Bauple.