Day Three: Geraldton to Bunbury

Hello there people!

Well from the beginning of the uneventful third day of travel…

We headed out of Gerro with one thing in mind, get to Bunbury as quick as possible! So after the usual Heather looking for something and panicking, we were on the road with a mission travel 650kms as quick as the speed limit would take us!

Not much to say about this stretch of road but for the fact that we finally had corners, bends and hills to contend with!!!

Charlie was awesome on this stretch with his DVD on and his foot somehow lodged into his mouth, not much crying and not much of the old faithful “are we there yet”…probably because he can’t speak.

We can officially announce that Heather and I have started our own Ashes with Heather taking out the first test by a couple of runs!!! Heather is Australia and I am Mother England!

We made it into Bunbury around 3 so it was time to pull the trailer out and have a gander at what we brought!!!

All and all it’s a great little set-up, heaps of space and heaps of living area once opened up! Oh and it only took us 20 mins to set up first go so I’m sure that time will only get quicker as the travels continue! And again Charlie wasn’t much help in the erection of the tent!

Like I said not much happened on the third day of travel so from Bunbury with love we will send out more pictures and more antics on Wednesday but until then think about us and how lucky we are to not be working right now!!!

Day Two: Carnarvon to Geraldton

So this morning we woke up in freezing Carnarvon, well the temp was 24 but still I was cold! We started the day with getting the most important person fed and showered, and no people from the last time we travelled the most important person has changed to Master Charlie!!!! Don’t say a word Michele!

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Before we got on the road Heather took an extra 10 minutes looking for the things she had only packed minutes prior, oh and doubling back to get the cabin keys and actually locking the door!

With Little Charley Bear playing on the DVD for Charlie off we went headed for Geraldton! It’s amazing how much you remember from previous trips through the Gascoyne, oh unless your Heather…I think it’s from her body clock always falling asleep at the same time everyday!!!

I took the first leg of the day and we pulled into the Billabong Roadhouse which looked like some of the stops you see in Hollywood movies – cast and all! Having 180 litres in the prado there was no need to fuel up, only maser charlie needed some sustenance, so on we went.

Heather took the next leg of the journey because Charlie was at a really important spot in the Little Charley bear saga, to tell you the truth I don’t think this little guy is going to pull his weight on this trip! All he seems to do is watch a movie fall asleep and make awesome smells waft forward!!! Just like his mummy!!

We pulled in to Gerro and stopped at the local IGA and Charlie for one was extremely happy to get out of the car, running around like a mad man, annoying the other punters…we did get a few looks from unimpressed people!

Charlie is now having his arvo nap while Heather and I sit outside having a few nibbles and sipping a few cocktails!!! I have chosen the Carlton dry cocktail and Heather has the blood orange schmoon bag!

Good times!!

Ah well today was a smash and grab sort of day so not much else happened but tomorrow the adventure begins because we will be seeing for the first time our camper trailer! And I don’t know about you but I’m super excited!

From Gerro

The Three Little Amigos!!!

Day One: Karratha to Carnarvon

Well, here we are again. Ready to embark on another cross county adventure.

In the last couple of months when I have corrected people and said “no, no, we’re driving!”, people have looked from me to Charlie and nodded politely and said something along the lines of “oh, how fun for you all!”

Truth be told I have had (and still do!)  my reservations, and my middle of the night panics when I wake up thinking – but Charlie doesn’t sleep in the car!!! But then, this is what we do! So baby has no choice!!!

So after our second stint and nearly 5 years in the Pilbara, we say farewell, again! This time leaving feels slightly different, combined with insanely hectic!!

So goodbye flies, heat and killing my garden because I can’t keep up with watering and my cactus that strangely loves water. Goodbye crapy customer service…although can I just mention I had the best service in 5 years right before we left – and I nearly burst into tears. No. I’m not pregnant. Goodbye only seeing AFL on tv. Goodbye to the town where we had our first baby, in the most amazing hospital and goodbye to his first friends! And most importantly goodbye to the most amazing friends ever. Sorry we skipped town without seeing most of you!! I couldn’t handle anymore goodbyes!!

Travel, by any mode, is usually combined with a sense of chaos. And this time was no different. Throw in Cj working full time, a 15 month old baby and a random disease where I am struggling to stand on my feet, you could say we’ve had an interesting last couple of weeks. However we somehow managed to get ourselves organised and ready to leave two days early! Who would have thought!

So. We are on the road and back where we belong. And I shouldn’t have been worried. The baby fell asleep in 15 minutes!

From Carnarvon hello, and onwards and downwards (?!) to Bunbury we travel to pick up our precious camper trailer – home for the next little while.

Oh how times have changed from the last time we stopped in Carnarvon, from setting up camp with a malamoo and eating curried sausages with chopsticks…to walking into a cabin and heading out to the pub and eating pub grub!!!

Of course we have already started the “joys” of road tripping. On arriving to our stop for the night I pulled out what we’d need and went to get the phone charges. Which of course, were not where I “put” them in the front pocket of Cj’s backpack. So. Off I go looking through EVERYTHING!! Meanwhile Cj checks in the front pocket of CHARLIE’S backpack and alas there they so innocently sit. But for those of you who know Cj, he isn’t one to gloat “I found them!!” No, no. He continued to let me look and pull my hair out over where I could have possibly put them for another five minutes before suggesting “have you checked Charlie’s bag?” I still maintain that technically I was right when I said I knew where I put them. They were in a backpacks front pocket of someone named Charles John.

Watch this space. Shouldn’t be too many funny stories on this trip.