Susan examines a sleeper compartment in a Steamtown carriage in front of what she though was an inanimate dummy!
Hi Folks .. the consolation about moving on tomorrow is that we cannot possibly go anywhere colder than the weather is at the moment. We are sitting in the rather pleasant camp kitchen nibbling on cheese and salami, drinking red wine listening to the rain hit the roof and pools of condensing breath from our mouths. Today actually started last night when on returning to the swag i decided it would be a good idea to pack up the awning over the swag lest it ascend Mary Poppins like into the stratosphere in the gale blowing. Susan did this in her PJ's (wink) and on returning to the swag managed to sprain her finger. From her description of the pain I believe it must be almost severed although i can see no blood. With the awning down the rain protection was non-existent but the rain was falling almost parallel to the ground anyway. Of course rain it did but the swag was almost totally dry this morning just a couple of drips in the corner.
After composing ourselves we did the tourist thing. A pleasant couple of hours at the local rail museum SteamTrain with a guided tour. Followed by the Dragon Rest a local private garden haven planted to enhance the breeding and survival of bearded dragons. We then proceeded to Magnetic Hill where your car appears to roll up hill from a stationary position.
Returning to the camp ground we are confronted by artic like conditions. Thank God for the swag and its toasty warmth. Tomorrow Broken Hill.
cheers Simon
Magnetic Hill!
......POSTSCRIPT
It doesn’t matter how cold it is outside when we are camping be it camper or swag, we are usually toasty warm inside with our combination of opened out sleeping bags x2 and a feather doona in the middle. Of course when we retire it is usually freezing so we slip between the covers still clothed. But as many would know I am not one for PJ’s (family members would recall my need to borrow nighties for hospital visits for the birth of children after the hospitals stated a policy requiring such attire...) I get a claustrophobic feeling as the clothing winds itself tighter with every turn, so each night at some wee small hour I am tuggling furiously to rid myself of the clothing and again settle into sleep. This has not been a problem except for last night. As Simon reported the night was cold, it was also extremely windy so much so we were sure the awning would take off with the car attached, we had retired and became concerned so Simon (still fully clothed in is makeshift PJ’s) required my help...... geeze it was cold rolling up that awning with nothing for protection other than some baggy pink wrinkles, had the neighbours been at the ready they would have some amusing film.
I was impressed with the health clinic carriage on show at SteamTown. The distinctive carriage provided a mothers and babies clinic to country South Australia. The nurse lived onboard in 1/3 of the carriage with the other 2/3 allocated to the clinic. The nurses’ quarters contained single wrought iron bed, chair, table wardrobe, sink, shower and toilet. There were some photos of the original set up unfortunately my photos of those photos were not clear enough to upload.....so here is one of Simon instead!
Dragons Rest Dragons Rest was inspirational and Barbara Parry the owner/designer gave us a guided tour for about an hour. The property has been in her husband Barrys family for a couple of generations and in recent times was a market garden, some remenants remain, nowadays for self sustainability rather than as a commercial enterprise. The Barrys recycled many everyday items e.g. bath tubs, rain water tanks, machinery parts to create their garden. I particularly liked the rotunda.
Susan
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