Sunday, October 9, 2011
Straight up, I’ll admit I took my hot water bottle, (which was consolation for one of us) after I forgot the coffee-gizmo-maker-thing.
Contrary to the image above, we were mighty lucky with the weather. When it did arrive, it arrived with emphasis. But only long enough to create an authentic (damp) camping experience. Three hours later, the kidlets were asleep and the Mr and I, out by the campfire, reading by moonlight and head torch.
It’s years since I’ve experienced the Grampians and we all loved it. The campsite nigh on deserted, our kids rambled and explored and turned into Wild Things and for five days no one insisted on any kid showering policy.
Between us, we spotted three deer, one echidna, two bearded dragons, a bazillion skinks and a zillion beetles, some suspected Wedge Tail Eagles and a few (fleetingly) collectable worms.
We hung out with the local emus, cockatoos and kookaburras and the kids constructed their very own camouflaged ‘hides’, in order to spy on kangaroos unobserved.
Those roos must see it all.
The Spring wildflowers were glorious.
The dancing ‘flowy’ and ‘fairy’.
Warming fires a constant.
The food simple and delicious
and SELF COOK!!!
The frisbee forgotten with the coffee-gizmo-maker-thing, I found a lid.
I tell you, that lid works a treat.
(now packed permanently with the tent).
We checked out a couple of waterfalls.
We took a wrong turn.
We stumbled across a giant, morose, (scary), koala.
Elly, my dear Dutch friend, my co-explorer of Australia’s east coast and fellow-discoverer of over-sized Aussie icons, these pics are for YOU.
(We think wildlife park entry is via the koala’s bottom).
Now we’re back and bathed and sweet-smelling and mostly unpacked and ready-ish for the new school term, tomorrow.
PS. HELLO to fellow camper, Katy from Sydney, who introduced herself after recognising me via knitwear blog posts(!).
PPS. Spot the stag...