After leaving Airlie Beach and it's pretty surrounds (in particular Cape Gloucester/Hydeaway Bay) behind us, we took the advice of Mick (the guy living out of his car/swag) and found Boulder Creek. Yes, it's a different place to The Boulders of a little while ago. This is another really pretty location which is made available and kept mowed by a generous cane grower (apparently an ex US Lawyer who has had a sizeable "tree change" in life). Another local who lost his son in a car accident nearby this location lobbied and had a built toilet and has kept it clean/maintained for over 15 years along with a picnic area as part of a monument to his son. Wonderful and sad all at once!
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One of the peculiar joys of this camp was the local dog Rex - the photo looks like there is mist around however it's an angel's halo. He is a brilliant natured dog - other campers had heard of the place when they were 500km away because of Rex. His poor owner is most upset as she has to send her husband or children down every night to collect him as he loves camp life so much, he returns every morning. He gives a hearty and welcoming bark to every new arrival and we had the joy of him crying at the front door until we got up and paid him plenty of attention.
This camp is a good base for exploring Finch Hatton Gorge and also the general area through to Eungella.
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We had been told about a free camp right at Carmila Beach which is between Mackay and Rockhampton. We didn't like our chances but headed there in hope of getting in and low and behold, folks were just departing from the pick of the sites. So we settled in for some serious relaxing for a few days. With the beach 14 steps from the door of the van and the next nearest camping site around 20m away, we were in heaven!
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We again packed up to continue our "smorgasbord" experience of life on the road, this time making a one night stop at a location only 4km off a "highway" that no one we had met to date believed existed. Lake Victoria is a joy compared to many places and especially a road side camp. We got to meet three couples (2 brothers, one sister, together with spouses, all early to late 70's and having a ball) who were escaping the cold of Braidwood and Yass. With 30+ metres of caravan "5th wheeler" living area between them, as well as gazebos and all manner of gadgets, they were intending to stay put until a promise of bearable weather at home.
Next day, we stopped for a wee break at a rest stop and ran into a couple we'd been camped next to at Rollingstone. He pointed to debris caught in a tree some 5 metres or so above ground level where they had floated to during the floods. A short distance along the road, a huge branch was wedged into another tree at a similar height. Note to selves (as if we weren't already fully aware) .... no camping in Qld valleys when there are flood warnings!
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So now we are on to the "tourist park" section of the trip with at least the next week in parks. Four nights in Caloundra were very relaxing, walking on the beach, watching whales (mother and baby) and doing day trips. The stop at Caloundra was, to date, and probably forever will be, officially our shortest day's drive on the "black top". We had to move sites as we'd only booked two days, so we bid our neighbours farewell and moved 200m to the other side of the park!
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We've not had a single day's rain for weeks and appreciate why folks make their way north for winter. We've had all the benefits of a bit of rain in the days before we arrived without the inconveniences. How lucky are we for this and everything else!
Lesson of the week
You can't over rate sunshine .... but much more time doing this and we'd both look like our hides had been tanned.
wow, impressive! :)
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