With the added height of this van, it was a little more of a challenge to reach up high enough and not have my mountainous midriff break free for the world to see, but being the shy guy I am, I let it all out as I set up the awning to provide the required shelter.
And sure it enough, it was about 5am when I got woken up to the sound of about 8 drops of rain and then sunshine. I lay there for a couple of hours swearing at the weather man and wishing I had got up to go pee, and finally at just after 7 when I couldn’t hold on any longer, I got out of bed and did what I had to do.
After the traditional Weber breakfast of bacon and eggs, I started pottering around trying to fix the issue of no mains water getting into the van. After becoming a Google certified caravan plumber, I finally managed to locate and undo the pressure limiting valve, release the stuck spring, and replumb, giving us the flow we needed.
I celebrated with a 30 minute paddle on the kayak, battling a 30 knot head wind, only to be tipped out 15m from shore as Taz jumped aboard and upset the balance.
After lunch saw us heading off to Raikkan, which is s little ghost town just past Narrung, that is home to the church featured on our $50 note. It was a good excuse to take some photos and to read up on some of the history of thiis old town.
I would have liked to have gone for s further drive down the local dirt roads to just explore, but quite clearly my love of the ocean, farm lands, country roads and fresh air was not shared with others. So instead we headed back to camp to have a quiet drink or two (yes.... our 1st alcoholic drink of the day st 5pm..... what’s with that????).
Tea tonight was steak, snags and salads with s few more drinks and a Cornetto for everyone kindly donated by the in-laws who were camping with us.
Again, it became very cold, very quick, so bed was the obvious choice.
Tomorrow looks like there will be no wind which will be a pleasant change, so should be a great day for the kayaks.