The Trip South

So! Here we are in Melbourne and what an adventure we had on the way down! Three generations of absolute chaos ensued as we fought off the prevailing winds, the rain the sleet and the road ahead!

We headed to Jervis Bay after a soggy 24hours in Port Maquarie where we held our breath and readied our buckets for leaks and damp bedsheets...But Trixie served us well!! Really tested by the buffetting winds and the freezing cold conditions we didn't do too badly at all, snug in our little home with our Uggs and our cuddles.

It was a very early start(430am) and a very cold morning that we left Port Maquarie eagerly in search of warmer climes...but alas it was not to be! The entire day was grey skies and wet weather all the way through the mid north coast and down to Sydney.

It doesnt seem to matter how prepared I think I am or how eagerly we study map and app whenever I head toward Sydney whether from up or down, I feel the anxiety build and the stress levels soar.

For some reason I can never quite get it right and this time was no exception

We managed to totally stress each other out about which exits to take to avoid Sydney city and which way was best to travel, for scenery for petrol consumption for sanity's sake! Haha it was not a pretty scene..


Passers by if they had cared to glance into the essential wagon...could witness bottles of balance being splashed like ablution waters and vetiver being dropped like some sort of dependence drug!

Frank our dear friend the only hing to keep me on the straight and narrow as I stayed my course on the way to Jervis Bay..

Well actually...to a little sandwich shop in some industrial estate somewhere in the back of ..."we are lost can you please help us?!!!' and "If I don't get to a toilet soon we are in dire straitsville"

Andrew the very lovely proprietor there helped to calm us and fed and watered us, setting us back on the right path and down to the Bay. We were beginning to think there was no hope of finding the sun ever again ...the dismal damp and wet starting to seep into our pores...when just over the horizon, in a break in the trees we caught a glimpse of her beautiful rays and our campsite....It was a fish and chips and awning only night and we managed to get a hot shower and a glass of wine in before the heaven's opened again and we crashed in a mess of exhausted gratitude.

The morning brought new hope and sunshine..we walked in the beautiful town of Husskison...such a sublime setting and a dreamy place to have breakfast and stretch our legs before heading off again...we were not sure where we might end up but left with hope again and a sense of adventure in our hearts...