July 2nd and we are finally underway to Devonport, phew, thought we’d never get on the road.  What was I stressing about?  I know subconciously whatever your doing, it usually falls into place and in the scheme of things really what does it matter if it doesn’t?  However, adding a couple of de-stressing exercises may help and might include as follows:  Go to a surprise BD party, get hugs from your friends there, engage in stimulating conversation about topics never discussed before, have a couple of delicious wines, savour the amazing nibbles that are offered (don’t worry about the calories), sleep in the day before you leave and have your boot ready that day, and add a meditation component, then take off in the knowing that your trip will be filled with friends, joy, new experiences and laughter!

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Stresses now water under the bridge…

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Brief stop at Callington Mill in Oatlands to buy spelt flour for our friends John and Fooz in Adelaide who make the most outrageous cinnamon rolls…with the hope they will create some for us to savour.

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Stop at ‘ut si’ a delightful, modern country, converted church just after the turn off to Devonport offering deliciously made fare with our high quality Tasmanian produce.  Adrian’s choices, fresh mushroom soup and croque monsieur, mine a tomato, chick pea and chorizo braise with crusty sour dough…so delicious I nearly forgot to take a pic!

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We were definitely ahead of schedule and relaxing as a result…

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Oh dear, is that the ferry?  Given our arrival to Devonport was early, we had a number of hours to spare, so took a walk along the river and the water’s edge following the Padoe Heritage Trail, the site of the first settlement and our first walk…all 5.6kms worth, stretching our legs and breathing some fresh air.

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Why do people leave chips and junk for seagulls to consume, it’s not cool and it’s totally unhealthy any way you look at it…

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We thought we’d stay here if anything changed with the ‘Spirit’ schedule..

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Known for his real estate eye, Adrian decided to check out the local property…just in case he saw something worth considering to add to his portfolio…it had it’s own equestrian ring, ducks, on a stick, cats, birds and more decor, less shopping for sculpture!

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Now that the carbon tax has come into effect it’s probable we’ll experience a reduction in our rising sea level, correct?

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Loading onto the ferry at 19.30pm, fabulous sky and a near full moon to enjoy.

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Being silly and getting into the ‘spirit’ of the adventure, people watching is great sport!

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Would you believe this was Woodbridge Smoked Trout?

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No more clothes, so we’re on our way? Then came the fiasco with keys delaying us yet another couple of hours, but finally we were on the road.

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The mantra kicked in, we’re just fine, we’re just fine, we’re just fine till someone had the audacity to beep their horn albeit a friendly beep, when I turned around to check out who it was…

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I saw the loaded boot and thought OMG, this is going to require a rethink!  I won’t even bore you with the list again but it’s the subject of a PhD paper on how much blasted stuff one needs to survive.  I keep reflecting on Miranda in her Observer Tree beaming to the world in the freezing cold, strapped in a harness without much to keep her alive and well and she never complains, in fact she relishes her experience, such an inspiration and here we are with so much junk, it will have to be reduced by at least fifty percent that is 50%!

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So it’s another go at the contents, mind you the vehicle items including the yada, yada, yada are still in the car along with the first of two cool boxes, the camera backpack and the rest.  I think it’s time for a coffee, I’ve been up since 05.15am trying to get my day into gear.

 

 

Aaaaargh, are we really still packing?  Does it take this much organisation to have a bit of fun, or am I overloading attempting to line up works for the property in our absence, have the residence spotless, or have we just left it too long?

I remember being away internationally not so long ago for 3 months, with a carry on airline bag, a small extra bag with computer and necessary extras, camera, book, travel docs, handbag and thin leather to wrap around my neck, wrist or waist as accessory.  The entire setup weighed 9 kgs and authorities allowed the extra 2 kgs on board given I had no checked baggage. With just nine clothing items to mix and match in black and white (what else) plus trainers, flats and two pairs of sandals to make some 20 outfits vacumn sealed in zip locked bags, I was prepared for casual, dinner or theatre, sport, and even a week of barge tripping.  Surely I haven’t lost the touch, so how the heck did I do that?

One last shot at getting it together will happen early tomorrow morning after pasta marinara tonight followed by  a big sleep where the zzzzzzzz, surely my focus will be greatly increased!

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Only problem, you get pretty over the clothing you have chosen!

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Please mantra, do kick in…

Cold weather gear, because the desert is cold at this time of year.

With office works behind us and complaining that we have taken so bloody long to actually get it together we started an itinerary, booking accommodations (‘I’ want a hot shower and warm comfortable bed during the desert’s freezing nights) and such interesting experiences as a ride on the Pitchi Richi Steam Train from Quorn to Port Augusta return in South Australia.  We had a five page, adventuring by vehicle  list of items so we set about highlighting this and that to stuff into bags, covered plastic boxes, coolers and the empty space of the spare, spare tyre that wouldn’t be available to purchase off the rack just anywhere! You gotta be well prepared and self sufficient so the boss says…Image

A 4WD book a xmas gift back in 1991, maps, file with tickets and booking sheets and that 5 page list that we are shortening considerably.

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You can’t see the tyre behind the passenger seat but it’s full of stuff and enveloped with an woolen blanket and Adrian’s original Black’s circa 1962 backpack cover, the max trax were repositioned behind the tyre and front seat.

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A selection of camping gear to consider taking along, I’m in trouble if we get stuck…

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Dive bags to shove winter gear and covers to top the storage containers.

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