We left Perth for Albany on 17/2/14. It was a lovely trip down to Albany meandering down tree or pasture lined roads – more pleasant than driving in the concrete jungle of a metropolis.
We packed up most things the day before departure and managed to get away by 6.30am. Although we did get heavy traffic until we cleared Perth it didn’t make the journey troublesome. We stopped at a park in Williams around 9.30am for our morning coffee, made from a thermos filled the night before.
We stopped again in Mount Barker for a toilet break and some water melon. It’s a wonderful feeling not to be in a rush and knowing we have all the time in the world instead of our usual break neck speeds of travel trying to make the most of short holiday breaks.
Our caravan park at Emu Point is pleasant, and Middleton Beach is as beautiful as we’ve always remembered it. We have our good friends, Wendy and Bruce, staying at a neighbouring caravan park so we are able to have the comfort and company of friends with us to start our journey.
So, our trip has begun. I’ll post some photos shortly, both of this caravan park and of lovely Middleton Beach.
Paul only has two more days of regular work now, and we have four more sleeps till we leave Perth to begin our new life.
We have taken care of most things that are mandatory before embarking on an adventure such as this. The caravan is ready. Legalities such as wills and land deeds have or are being attended to, and will be left in capable hands for safe keeping. And we ourselves are ready. The only thing we haven’t done that we intended to do is an updated first aid course, so we’ll have to pick one of those up sometime soon.
The caravan and annex are organised whilst we’re camped up, with a place for everything. Travelling between camp spots is going to pose a bit of challenge though. We’ll no doubt be staying for one or two nights on route sometimes, so we have to find a way to pack the gear from our annex into the van, and still allow reasonable access to fridge, stove, loo and bed without having to haul everything out. Sorting out the packing of the van is this week-ends job.
After years of camping, Paul is great at that sort of thing and works the packing like a jigsaw, with a perfect place for each item. I have every faith he’ll manage it all perfectly.
Today, I’m off for a bit of beauty therapy with a girlfriend. It’s the result of a bet I lost with her last year. I’m sure she thought I was never going to make good on the bet, but I’ve deliberately saved it for a time that will make a lovely last day with her before we leave. We’re both having a sea salt body scrub followed by a full massage, and lunch afterwards. Can’t wait.