I discovered the main tourist attraction of Keith. A Landrover on a pole. And they must have had a whole of town competition to put a name to this jaw dropping attraction. If only we could all meet the genius who chose the name - Landrover on a Pole.
The rest of the day was serpent playing softball with Dylan (and Taz), as well as being fascinated with the two dogs chasing each other in the newly found open space as most of the patrons packed up and headed home for the short week of work.
A bit of an interesting diversion during the afternoon was when a semi turned up to collect 30 or so sheep that were off to the butchers after ageing gracefully in the paddock.
The remaining kids in the park all crowded round and watched in fascination as the truck was loaded and the working-dogs did their stuff rounding up the sheep but it wasn't long before the truck was on the move again, and gone.
As usual, the night was rounded up with a mini bonfire 🔥 as we sat around and drank the remaining wine and reminisced about the weekend. Home tomorrow. I have the next few days off work before heading off to Coobowie with the two boys, where we are meeting up with Peter for a fishing jaunt.