Day 264 Log Bridge Creek Tuesday 26th Febru...

Greetings

Today we have driven along the same 20km stretch of road 4 times, lost – no, feeble of the mind....must be the only explanation. The day started out on a positive note, warm, balmy tranquil. We breakfasted and packed up before the insects became troublesome. We crossed the highway into the thriving metropolis of Talbingo. The general store/post office is for sale, and the service station was closed because they had no fuel. The Cafe and sports store are closed in summer. We did see the policeman he gave us a wary look!

Reflections at Joumana Creek

After writing and posting my weekly letter to Abella (granddaughter aged 3) filled with stickers which she sticks on everything and drives my daughter mad, we viewed the hydro display, walked through the general store and departed. Along the highway we called into each free camp to determine the one for the night, before trundling into Tumut, which was larger than expected and has on a quick count 6 hotels, a RSL and a sports club, big drinking town!

We snacked and coffeed and headed back to the chosen camp 3 back Hume Crossing, then it poured and poured the weather radar looking dark blue with yellow and red splotches – not good for camping in swags! Two hours later it was still raining and cooking the casserole I had planned was looking unlikely, so back to Tumut and early pizza dinner at Eagle Boys. Then the weather cleared, wouldn’t you know it, so back down the road, not as far only to Log Bridge Creek campsite. We managed to set the swag up under the car awning and wrap a tarp around for added protection, make and drink a cup of tea and have a short walk before the rain started again. Now I type this blog (one handed) sitting on the tailgate of the trailer holding the monster umbrella, not at all ergonomic.

Ohh the excitement of the day was an email from Bonny, a woman I found via the Friends of the Heysen Trail Forum, who has sent a PDF file of her long distance meal prep book, it is excellent, she also sent me the diary of her walk of the Quorn leg of the trail last year, I passed the afternoon reading the very entertaining account. Hmmm perhaps my notions of the walk have been a little too romantic, sounds like some hard going in that section. We continue to do our research before making the final commitment.

Sunset at Lake Blowering

Caution blogger at work

  
Sleep Comfortably Folks

Susan