Inappropriate dress code

The days have progressively got warmer and my tracksuit pants were getting shabbier and dirtier. But it doesn’t matter because I didn’t bring any shorts or other pants or any non-camping clothes! 

That’s ok when you are just bumming around the campgrounds and not really trying to impress anyone, but not necessarily ok when you decide to go for a walk up the street to a swanky Gin bar. But in true Barty fashion, I did it anyway and couldn’t care less. The Gin was going to taste the same regardless of how disheveled I looked. 

What made this visit even more different was that we left the kids at the caravan park with 16 year old Darcy whilst we sauntered down the road for our tasting session. (Not sure that meets Parenting 101 rules, but......). 

Of course by the time we got back and had a bit more to drink and cooked tea, we were exhausted from our big day out and went to bed early. It was the hottest day since winter today and I vowed to shoot home to get some shorts tomorrow to be more comfortable in the forecast 28 degrees. 

Tomorrow arrived after the hottest night since April with a minimum overnight temp of 21 degrees. I cooked up brekky on the Weber, then went home to get some shorts. 

I arrived back at the resort in my shorts and Lily white legs, to be greeted with a thunderstorm and sudden temperature drop of about 10 degrees, along with some gusty wind bursts that made things uncomfortable every now and then. 

I was sheltering inside with Taz when the call for help arrived. 

Daniels erection couldn’t stand up in the stormy weather and was falling down around Olivia, mich to her dismay. There was only one thing to do, and that was to puff my chest out and make sure that my erection would see her through until Daniel got home from work. It was very quickly over, and Liv was smiling again, knowing that her awning was now safe and secure in the gusty wind. 

We all lazed our way through the afternoon whilst the kids did mini golf, swimming, table tennis and screen time and topped off with the now seemingly mandatory wine o’clock. 

Off home tomorrow with Tracy working whilst we unpack and clean up, but thanks to the long trip home (about 10 minutes), I am hoping we will get some more lazy time tomorrow afternoon. 

I need space

After a hard day at the office yesterday, I got back to the camp site to be greeted with 2 swags on our only green patch, bikes everywhere and some exhausted kids. It seems like the day had been a success and everyone was happy and smiling- Phew. 

I sat down with a bourbon and finished off some of the emails I hadn’t got to at work. I was also very happy to be told that the Mardle’s has found my GoPro outside their tent. The happiest part of this was that it turned out to be the one I had lost at our last camping trip, and not only had I now recovered nearly $600 of camera, but I also had all the pictures from that last trip. 

Saturday morning was upon us before we knew it, and so the  mandatory Weber breakfast cook up began. 

A very lazy day followed ( as it should when camping) with the kids playing mini golf, swimming and playing on the jumping pillow. 

The afternoon soon launched into Wine O’clock ( as it should when camping) with a quick kids friend exchange in between - Kayla’s friend Hattie going home with Dylan’s friend Archie arriving a couple of hours earlier. One swag disappears but a tent gets erected on our ever diminishing grass. 

Wine o’clock soon melded into nap time (as it should when camping) and I went to lay down for a few Zzzzzz’s, albeit very interrupted with the dog barking or kids screaming or Tracy continuously coming into the van for 4 different bottles of wine. 

I got up just in time to start the Weber for tea, averting the situation where Tracy may have needed to start cooking and putting me in a position where I had to pretend I was ok with her using it. 

It was a much warmer night tonight. We may actually make it later than a 9pm bedtime. 

The Big trip

The planning for this trip was simple. Close to home was the only requirement. 

So on Wednesday night we packed our clothes and some food, then tonight (Thursday) we left home and travelled 10km to the Hahndorf Big4 resort. 

I am going to work from here tomorrow, and Tracy is going to work on Tuesday. We are being visited by some of the kids mates with a sleepover on both Friday and Saturday night and I think there might even be some time left for us to relax. 

It is so cold tonight the Brass Monkeys are clanging with every step and making it seem like Santa Claus is ringing his bell through the park

Almost cold enough to send me home to sit in front of the fire. Almost

We opened up a bottle of wine and finished off the night with a bourbon or two, before climbing into bed in an attempt to warm up. 

I am back in my happy place, albeit for only one night but knowing after one more day st work, I have 4 days of camping.