Day 121
Friday
28 April 2017
Murray Bridge – Mount Pleasant Camps 8 SA#192 – Lobethal – Totness
We gained an extra half hour sleep in, having crossed back
into South Australia. Yippee. So when my watch said I was waking at 8.30am, it
was only 8am and I could go on staying in bed reading.
I had spent most of the night fighting gravity, as the van
was on a bit of a lean and spent a far bit crowded on Paul’s side of the
bed. Oh well. He went off to the loo,
but returned to read also seeing I was quite content curled up under the
blankets.
We did however emerge by 9am, had breakfast, organised
ourselves, cursed the water pump that was now not working and then set off. We
did a stop in Murray Bridge to pick up groceries and then we made our way to
Mount Pleasant in the Adelaide Hills, having found a suitable camp in the Camps
8 book.
An hour later we had pulled up at the showground, met the
caretaker and found a spot to park for the next couple of days. It was quite
cool and looked as though it might rain. With the set up done and the car off
the trailer, Paul set about looking at the water pump. The fuses and general
electrical connections looked good, so the next step was to pull the mattress
off the bed and check the pump itself. It wasn’t the easiest of jobs for Paul
trying to get tools into small gaps, but he did have success, concluding there
must have been an air bubble. We were glad it was a relatively easy fix.
Paul went for a shower while I got myself cleaned up, car
packed and then we drove on to Lobethal to return to the great Bierhaus in the
town. Paul made himself known, thankfully Alistair the owner was in and had a
vague recollection of our first visit. We ordered lunch, the same as last time,
pork pancake and a mushroom burger. Paul enjoyed the tasting paddles while I
enjoyed the hot chocolate.
This time I also indulged in their chocolate, peanut butter
spring rolls. OMG. They were the best dessert. Alistair checked in with us every
now and then, always with a funny remark, he is quite an interesting character.
Paul then made a list of take away beers, bought his lot and we were off.
Our next destination was another brewery we had tried during
our visit in February, Prancing Pony in Totness. The GPS tried to take us down
some goat track roads and in the end we turned around, ignoring its advice and
eventually made it the brewery. Paul again gave his spiel, ordered a paddle,
was put out when asked to pay for it and then we sat while he went through the
practised task of smelling, tasting, drinking and writing his report.
I wandered for a bit taking photos, kicking myself that I
had left my canon camera at home and was left with the little point and shoot
to do the job. Paul took a second paddle of beers and then he got busy deciding
on what to take with him, in the process he met the female owner and had a good
chat with her about their GABS (Great Australian Beer Spectapular) entry for
next month, he only wished he was able to try it out. We then made our way back
to the van for 5pm. It turned out to be quite a full day.
We met the caretaker and paid our fees for the next two
nights and then we made ourselves comfortable in the van with the heater on to take
the edge off the cooling night air.
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