Welcome, and stuff.
I didn’t know it was something Claire had wanted for so long, nor did I know she had in fact been looking for one, so when she spoke to me about a property down South, in one of tiniest villages in WA, I wasn’t very keen on the project.
I thought it would be too far, that we would not go that often, what are we going to do all that way down, etc etc but, her arguments kinda made sense and I thought yeah what the hell we might as well go check it out.
August 18/19, 2017. Day 0. Perth to Rockhampton. We leave home under torrential rain, it’s cold, wet, windy, miserable, and it’s 10PM. We’re tired, and all three of us are sick. This is not going to be a pleasant flight.
At least we got to sleep a bit, the plane is only half full, and we have a full row for us. We take turns laying on two seats and catching some sleep. Catching some cold as well, it’s freezing in this aircraft. Read More
Meet the new boss,
Same as the old boss.
Well not quite. This one has a V8, a turbo, a front AND rear diff lock, electric windows, and… a back seat ! It did not take long, I admit, to replace our old faithful Troopy. She served me well, over 250.000km since October 2008. But she was a bachelor’s toy. No back seat, no cup-holder, just a shiny dick with two chairs in it. [I borrowed that quote too]. Read More