Day 74 - Sunday 12 March - LAZY

Day 74

Sunday

12 March 2017 –

Cavendish – Rocklands Reservoir

Oh dear, two late nights in a row! Neither of us was in any hurry to move out of bed and by the sounds of camp nor were the others.

I read in bed until 9am and then slowly got myself sorted and had breakfast before eventually surfacing. Paul had gone to hang out with the crowd who were busy in the camp kitchen cooking bacon and eggs. He said the smell was making him want them too so he returned to the van.

We went for a quick walk along the river before coming back to the van where I began redoing the days of the blog I lost with the hard drive taking a dive. The rest of the group took off to Rocklands and Paul felt guilty just sitting around, so we packed up our lunch and other bits and made our way to Glendinning, passing an old homestead and then on to Rocklands and one of the campgrounds which just happened to be where the neighbours were. I checked out the reservoir and the dead trees protruding from the water, there were hundreds. There was also a good view back towards the Grampians.

The neighbours headed on while we stayed and had lunch. Paul was surveying the scene as a possible place to return and camp. There were a few here, but we figured it would clear out tomorrow at the end of the long weekend.

We returned to the Getz and back into Cavendish, stopping at the café for bait and then we walked to the river edge behind the shop. Paul set himself up while I walked the bank checking out the Historical Cemetry and reading the stories. A headmaster drowned in the swimming hole in 1855 and another headmaster lost his four children in the space of a month in 1880, to the diphtheria epidemic. The headstones were mostly over grown and in need of some TLC, but it was still interesting to wander about.

I continued down the river to a crossing but before I got over Paul called to say he was bored, so I returned to him and we came back to camp. The neighbours were quietly going about their afternoon, so we sat outside reading and working on the photos and blog. The sun would come out beaming in spurts and when it did it was hot. The day had actually been lovely despite the forecasters saying it would be showery all day.

At 4.50pm Paul made a mad dash to the Bunyip, hearing it was closing at 5 and he wanted one last beer. He took Tracey with him while I stayed to finish what I was doing. He returned 15 min later with a carton of beers along with Robbo and Darryl, who had been at the pub for sometime.

We joined the rest of the crowd around Sue and Wilbur’s annex, chatting and enjoying the fresh evening. The boys went off to play kick to kick while we busied ourselves with our own version of Family Feud. When the boys returned dinner was through of and out came all the BBQ meat. Off the boys went to stand over the fire while the salads and hot veges were prepared. There was so much meat it didn’t fit on the BBQ plate. 

We enjoyed a great feast when it was all cooked up. It was lovely that we were welcomed to help ourselves to anything and everything. We have been very fortunate to find ourselves with these 5 couples (Tracey & Robbo, Robyn & Darryl, Belinda & Les, Sue & Wilbur, Kerry & Peter and Sue) over this long weekend, it will certainly be one to remember.

With the dinner done the sweets came out and by the end we were all complaining of full bellies. The night was cooler but there was no rain like last night. I was finding places to shove my hands to keep them warm and eventually resorted to a warm milo. The others followed suit but it only set us off yawning which we took as a sign to call it a night.