Lorelei’s
Sailing Outback Adventures
At the end of
Episode 47, we had sailed from Indonesia to Darwin, Australia and had cleared
in, spent a week in a creek grinding rust off Lorelei’s deck area and had
successfully made it through a lock and into the Tipperary Waters Marina.
Our location and route for this
Episode of the Blog.
Once in the
Marina, we got stuck into some much needed maintenance on board Lorelei.
The issue was
it was hot – DAMN HOT!!!!
The locals
were calling it the hottest wet season they could ever remember and the
temperature never dropped below 30 degrees – even at night.
During the
day it was a blistering 35-38 degrees and most of the time the decks were too
hot to even stand on.
It was silly
but we had a time frame in which the work had to be completed so we just got
stuck into it.
We had to
stop every hour and drink a 1 litre bottle of cold water each.
It was a
tedious job as we had to sand the rust back, treat it, prime, sand, prime
again, another sand, bog, sand, bog again, re-sand, another primer, sand, mask,
white top coat, sand, white top coat, sand and finally a carefully applied
third white top coat before removing the masking tape and repeating the entire
process for the yellow coloured paint.
It took 17
days to complete the job.
By the time
we were finished we were completely exhausted.
We had sanded
the finger prints off our fingers and were sunburnt, and covered in 2 pack
paint splashes.
Sometimes in
the afternoons we would have storms come in over the marina.
The early
morning glass outs also made for some good photos within the marina.
We treated it
like a Monday to Friday job and on the weekends we would sometimes rest, shop
for supplies or go and have some fun with friends.
For Easter we
took time out and joined our friends the Walker family for a fun time on their
property, Marrakai Station.
The Station
is 590 000 acres and has the largest wetland area of any property in the
Northern Territory.
The outer
areas of the property are popular as a weekend getaway for Jackson and his dad
Clint who run the property, but also for their friends, many of whom have some
serious off-road vehicles for use at the Station.
Chris and
Cynthia (whom are good friends and who we met the Walkers through) brought
their Polaris Buggy and so did other friends Belinda (who had a similar Polaris
Buggy) and Scott & Michelle who brought a quad bike.
The entrance to
the property is just next to the Corroboree Billabong.
Once there,
the vehicles were unloaded off the trailers, loaded up with eskies, people,
food and cameras.
Jackson and
Clint have an awesome old-school HJ Toyota Landcruiser that they use. It has a
boat canopy on the back and was certainly Lisa’s favourite vehicle.
Once underway
we drove through a lot of varied terrain from along the fence lines, through
tall grass, dusty dirt plains and mud & wetland areas.
Down on the
wetlands, the wildlife was amazing with lots of bird life and beautiful trees
and flora.
We saw a beautiful pair
of Brolga birds in the tall grass.
Chris and Cyn watching
the wildlife on the waters edge.
Further along
we saw a group of wild horses. Some were a little timid but the Stallions were
not so scared of the vehicles.
Being such a
large wetland area, we had to be careful along the waters edges as there are
many crocodiles.
For many
generations the property has raised Water Buffalo. At the end of the last century,
there was a huge amount of Buffalo and well in excess of 100 000 but now the
population is a lot smaller.
We saw many
in different locations and even chased a few with the cameras in the cars but
had to be careful when they stopped and played chicken with us.
We chased one
large one along the fence line but when cornered, in turned and backtracked
around our vehicle.
As it ran
back along the fence line behind us, it came upon the second Polaris buggy
closing in and it panicked and ran right through a barbed wire fence to get
away.
Much to our
amazement it destroyed the fence and the 4 rungs of barbed wire.
It didn’t
even seemed phased by what it had done as it stopped and turned to look back at
us.
Paul was
luckily enough to get a shot just as it busted through the fence.
The saw
entire fields full of termite mounds. Some of them were huge.
One big
advantage of it being private property is that the kids can have a fun time
driving around as well.
There is a
small grave site that is the resting place of a previous owner of the property.
Each time the
group visits, they stop and have a drink with him as he overlooks a beautiful
area of the wetlands.
In the afternoon
the storm clouds rolled in and the combined with the setting sun created some
stunning photo opportunities along the wetland foreshore.
And there
were some fun moments as well….
Overall we
had the best time as for us it was something truly unique.
And yet for
the Walker family and their friends, it was just another typical weekend away
at one of the most stunning properties in the NT.
People travel
half away around the world to see Australia’s Top End like this.
We were very
thankful for the invite and are hoping it won’t be a one off experience…..
Paul took
1250 photos on the property and it was really hard to get it down to 20 or 30
for the blog.
Meanwhile
back on the boat…..
It was back
to the painting for a week.
One arvo we
received a call from Chris & Cyn saying they were having an impromptu picnic
along the Nightcliff foreshore with friends and we were welcome to join them.
We met lots
of very nice people and enjoyed a fantastic sunset as a great electrical storm
passed over right as the sun was setting.
No rain but
an awesome photo taking experience.
These 2 photos above and below were taken only 20 minutes
apart.
The difference in the colours is amazing.
These 2
photos were taken using 2 cameras
They are both
taken using a 20 second exposure from the main camera on a tripod. Paul then
ran around with a second camera using its flash only to illuminate the
foreground areas.
It took 6
flashes on each photo to complete the picture.
After another week of work, we were literally
pulling off the masking tape as we reversed out of our berth, went through the
lock and out towards the Slipway so we could haul Lorelei out.
Just prior to
leaving we noted in the paper that Darwin was about to experience a heatwave
with temperatures up around 40 degrees for the next week.
Talk about
bad timing!!!
We had get to
the slipway in two stages to take advantage of the high tide.
We went out
through the lock at the 4pm high tide on the first day and anchored overnight
in front of the Stokes Hill Wharf.
That night we
had an awesome storm come over and Paul got some lightning photos from on board
Lorelei.
The next day
we left at 2pm to arrive at the slipway at 4:30pm right on the high tide.
It is a wild
experience to get to the slipway which is up a small creek.
The creek completely
dries out by at least 2 meters at low tide and a few days prior we were able to
walk along it to plot a path for Lorelei safely into the creek.
At a spring
high tide we were able to motor in slowly over the sand bars with barely 1
meter (and sometimes less) under the keel.
It wasn’t
fun!!!
It went from
better to worse as we entered the travel lift area.
The staff
were already drinking and whilst lifting Lorelei, the travel lift driver
slammed Lorelei’s bow into the concrete wall causing a big dent.
Then once
Lorelei was out the same guy ignored the other guy guiding him and drove over
the high pressure washing equipment before slamming the travi-lift into a huge
concrete block. Lorelei was barely inches off the ground and swinging around in
the cradle.
30 tonnes of
oversized boat swinging in a rundown travel lift with bald & shredded tyres
and old slings was a little un-nerving to say the least.
The 2 blokes
were screaming the worst 4 letter words imaginable to each other about who was
to blame.
Then the
staff just left and continued drinking.
No indication
of what was happening, no orientation to the place, no keys, and no showing us
where the toilets and showers were, etc… Nothing!!!
What a first
impression….
Day 2 we woke
to some 19 year old in bare feet and no shirt pressure washing Lorelei’s hull.
Well that was
whenever the power worked….
We had about
60 power outages that day and each time the pressure guy would have a dummy
spit with four letter words heard right across the shipyard.
He had no
idea what he was doing and proceeded to strip not only the old antifoul but the
white the paint off the hull in big bare patches and sprayed the old antifoul
all over everything including the entire top deck.
When we got
the bill they wanted to charge us over $450 for the pressure wash experience.
After they
blocked us up, we spent the remainder of the day in damage control mode and
trying to wash all the old pink antifoul off everything.
Additionally
the dirty old slings on the travel lift had put huge marks on our hull.
The owner
came over and had a go at us because we were using too much water!!!
For the
following 5 days we hid in the corner and just went at 110% from dawn till dusk
to get the work on Lorelei done that we needed.
We noticed
that the place was packed but more than half the boats are derelict.
Everybody
calls it the boulevard of broken dreams.
There are
boats that have sat for over 6 years while the owner’s potter away fighting a
losing battle to get their dream project fixed up.
And all for a
long term storage rate of $3 per meter per day.
(You do the
math…)
By day 6 we
had cleaned Lorelei, painted a new boot-top line, primed the hull and applied 3
coats of antifoul (a total of 50 litres of paint @ $42 per litre).
We also put
in a new transducer, 3 new seacocks, overhauled the engine cooling system,
replaced the toilet plumbing and put in a new alternator with new wiring.
It was also
great to get some prop speed to re-do the propeller.
We could not
source it in the Philippines 2 years ago so we had to strip back all the old
antifoul off the prop and start again.
It was a huge
amount of work for just 6 days.
Day 7 a
surveyor named Tom came to inspect Lorelei.
We was
fantastic and gave us a great and detailed report.
The yard
owner refused to move the supports on Lorelei so we could antifoul in the
places where the supports were so we were not happy.
What rubbed
salt into the wound was to walk back from the office to find all the staff
drinking and working on hotting up their own cars in the workshop.
After some
tiding up, we were ready for going back in on day 8.
We couldn’t
wait!!
Thankfully we
were booked in for a 9am tide return which meant they hadn’t started drinking
yet.
We asked for
some cardboard to be put between the slings and the hull after the disgusting
marks on our hull on hauling out.
So they used
beer cases – not that there was any shortage of them…..
Fortunately
the return to the water went ok and by 10am we were motoring back to the
marina.
Thank
goodness that experience was over.
The lock
entry was fine and by midday we were safely back in the marina.
Funnily
enough, upon our return everyone wanted to know how our slipping experience
was.
Sadly it is
currently the only slipway in Darwin which is terrible for the city.
They charge
like a wounded bull, the service – well there isn’t any service and the facility
is a rundown, swampland infested with sand flies and it’s just awful.
Even worse is
anybody who has a large boat in Darwin has been there and everyone has a shocking
wild story or two to tell.
They all just
shake their heads, laugh and say welcome to Darwin.
There is news
of a new slipway facility being built in town. When it is finished they will
automatically get our business if we ever slip again in Darwin, and virtually
everybody else here we talk to.
Once back at
the marina it was onto the final stage of our work.
We picked up
the tinny from the alloy fabricators.
Chris helped
us pick it up and take it to Lorelei and then the same fabricators came down to
make some new brackets up to suit the davits so the tinny would sit securely in
them.
From there
Paul went to work with the electrics, upholstery, canopy and auxiliary motor
bracket, etc…
Overall we
are very happy with the final result although it’s not quite finished yet as we
still have to add the fishing rod holders, the esky, anchoring system, etc…
One weekend
Paul ran a one day photography workshop for Cyn and Belinda.
They all had
a fun day and after dark had Lisa, Chris & Grace running around Chris and
Cyn’s house with lights illuminating it so they could take 20-25 second time
exposures.
The results
turned out great.
For a week it
was back to the grind with more work on Lorelei but were very excited when we
received a text on the Thursday from Cynthia saying Belinda and herself had
arranged for a Helicopter flight over Litchfield National Park to say thanks
for the photo course.
The flight
was with Paul from Outback Helicopters who is good friends with the group. For
the sake of the blog let’s call him PP (Pilot Paul) to save any confusion…..
He lives and
operates his business in Batchelor which is 1 hours’ drive south of Darwin and
at the gateway to Litchfield.
The weekend
also coincided with the Rum Jungle Batchelor Rodeo which is the first rodeo in
the Darwin region for the season and was on the Saturday night.
PP and Outback
Helicopters was sponsoring the Rodeo so we all decided to head to the Rodeo. We
headed down with Chris, Cyn and Grace a few hours earlier, do the flight, go to
the Rodeo and stay overnight at PP’s house.
PP has a
range of Helicopters and most are set up for commercial/agricultural/mustering
work but he can also cater for tourist flights.
He sure can
fly the things well!!!
We flew the
R44 firstly over the flat forested areas before going over the ranges.
The area has
loads of waterfalls ranging from small ones with many in a series right up to
massive vertical drops into small deep waterholes.
The Lost City
was very interesting with lots of unusual rock formations.
As we headed
towards the flood plain area, we saw lots of Water Buffalo cooling off in a
series of small watering holes.
We also saw
small herds crossing the water courses.
The
floodplain was fantastic with loads of bird life.
It was great
to fly above the birds and behind them as they took flight in front of the
helicopter.
Paul even
dropped down to ground level to show us some Crocodile Egg Nests.
On the way
back we landed and had a break as it was getting windy and was a little bumpy
and Paul was feeling a little sick.
There were
some huge termite mounds near where we landed.
We also went over fields of Magnetic Termite
nests that looked like tombstones in a cemetery.
The mounds
run north/south hence the name but it’s actually so the faces of the mound face
east/west to get the maximum exposure to the sun.
Once back on
terrafirma Paul went into the shed to have a look at one of the smaller R22
helicopters being rebuilt. It was very interesting to learn about how it is all
done – and the cost!!!
The Rodeo
started at 4pm. It was the first time Batchelor had held the rodeo in 16 years.
It was well
advertised but everyone was a little unsure how many people would attend.
After talking
to PP we realised there was no professional photographer covering the event. So
Paul volunteered and within 10 minutes of being there, had a VIP pass and was
free to go wherever to get the shots.
It was an
awesome experience to get in behind the scenes of the Bull Riding arena.
As the Bull
riding stated, Paul got up into the stalls and was able to get some great up
close shots of the riders roping the Bulls and getting onto them.
There were
some crazy rides as many of the riders tried to hold on for the 8 seconds
needed to post a score.
The bulls
were only new to the Bull Riding arena and were bucking wildly.
So much so
that at the end of the contest, only 2 riders had successfully managed to
complete an 8 second ride.
And these
were not novice riders….
Some had only
just returned from the PBR Pro Tour in Canada and others were Australian and
State Champions.
Some of the
falls were downright frightening with bulls stomping on the riders after they
fell and other getting slammed into the metal fence.
The Ambulance
Crew were on hand and had to tend to a few accidents.
Aside from
the young up-&-coming and pro riders, there were a series of older guys
riding too.
There were 8
guys over 50 years of age that competed and one local rider that was doing his
last ride at 72!
He was very
happy after to ride to learn that Paul had taken some good shorts of him.
The kids also
got into the arena for some fun with the Rodeo Clowns.
Of course no
Rodeo is complete without Miss Rodeo and Paul managed to pry her away from the
crowds for a quick photo shoot – and a one-on-one pic as well….
After the
Arena events were finished the placed continued to party hard and well into the
night.
The bar area
was packed and the DJ and live music was very popular.
Overall it
was a raging success with the final numbers of people being over 3 times what
was originally expected.
The owners of
the Rum Jungle Tavern and sponsors were stoked.
On the Sunday
night we linked up with the group again for a Curry Night at East Point in
Darwin.
The location
was great for sunsets in one direction and looking back over the city in the
other direction.
Everyone
brought a curry to share and there was heaps to go round for dinner.
After the
weekend we had just 48 hours left in Darwin to get Lorelei finished.
It was
frantic!!!
Our marine
chandlery order had only just arrived from Sydney, so had the new toilet and
also the desalinator pump & parts from New Zealand.
Our fishing
rods had all been rebuilt and our reels fully serviced.
The 2
outboard motors had only just arrived back too.
In all 3
cases (rods, reels and outboards) we chose to use independent guys who have
gone out on their own with 1 man businesses.
They were all
extremely helpful, did fantastic jobs and were reasonably priced.
And the
reason for all the rush?
We were going on a road trip as a break from
sailing and before we starting cruising again for the dry/cruising season.
The road trip
had been in the pipeline since before Christmas.
At Christmas
when back at home to the Central Coast of NSW, we had organised a rough plan to
do the trip with Paul’s parents George & Chez.
Originally
they were coming to visit us in Darwin with their 4WD/Caravan rig and do a sailing
trip on Lorelei from Darwin to Broome through an area known as The Kimberly.
Then the idea
was hatched to do a small camping/caravan trip with them starting and finishing
in Darwin prior to the sailing adventure.
That’s where
it stayed for a long time until Paul asked one day the route which they were
taking to get to Darwin.
They were
going through Alice Springs and Uluru which is a place we have always wanted to
visit.
So we invited
ourselves to that leg too and the trip went from 3 to 5 weeks with us flying
into and starting at Alice Springs.
And for
months that was the plan…. We were all so excited. But sadly it wasn’t going to
be a smooth run between the plan and the trip going ahead.
Some major
health issues within the immediate family put the plan on hold as the priority
went towards family health and recovery.
With only a
few weeks before the departure date, the trip was still in jeopardy.
Eventually we
came to the decision that the trip was going ahead but Lisa would fly to Sydney
to help George take the rig from Sydney to Alice Springs and Paul & Chez
would fly in at a later date. The extra time would give Chez more time with the
family and Paul more time to finish Lorelei.
However at
the 11th hour, Paul had Lorelei to a point where he could leave, our
sick family member was out of Intensive Care and recovering faster than expected
and it looked like we could all leave together from Sydney which would than
make it a 7 week trip covering the 3 states of NSW, SA and the NT.
So on Wednesday 27th April we flew
from Darwin to Sydney.
George and
Chez kindly picked us up from the Airport but by the time we stopped for dinner
in Sydney and got back home to the Central Coast, it was after 11pm and we were
all so tired.
The next day
Lisa went and spent the day with her family while Paul helped George pack the
car and hook up the van.
Whilst we
have done a lot of towing, it was all many years ago and only for dive or
fishing boats.
It was Paul’s
first experience with a caravan and the set-up was a little daunting.
We had a
great final sunset both over the water in the backyard and out the front yard
with the red sky over the rig all ready to go.
Pauls brother
Rod came over and we had a farewell family dinner.
The first
days travel was to be a long one of nearly 500klm with the destination being
Dubbo.
We did have a
few rest stops to break up the trip.
Like
Indonesia & Darwin (and most of Australia), Western NSW had a scorching
summer with very little rain which resulted in near drought conditions.
It was very
evident in the landscape which was dry and brown rather than a lush green
colour.
There were
green patches where the area had received a little rain or the fields were
irrigated from bore water.
By 4pm we had
safely arrived in Dubbo.
The setup at the caravan park took a little while as it was the first time.
As we set up, some beautiful birds sat on the fenced and watched us.
Our first night was beautiful & still and we were able to cook and eat outside.
That night
Lisa went to bed feeling cold and sick. Paul was not much better.
By midnight
Lisa had a roaring fever, it was less than 10 degrees and raining.
We woke on
Saturday to a cold, wet day and we both were sick but Lisa was worse.
So our day to
the Taronga Western Plains Zoo was cancelled.
We were so
worried about Lisa not only for her health but the zoo visit was the number 1
thing on her list of things to do on the trip.
However the
locals were happy with the rain as the area was so dry and it was very welcome.
The timing
could have been better as it was also the weekend for the annual Dubbo show.
The next day
Lisa was a little better but Paul was getting worse.
It was a fine
day so we braved it and tried our luck at the zoo.
Rather than
riding bikes or walking, we drove around to make it easier and surprisingly we
managed to spend a full day there and saw virtually everything.
However the
trip to the zoo did take its toll and that night we both were exhausted.
When we
pushed onto Cobar the next day, we decided first stop there was to the doctors to
get us some much needed antibiotics.
Cobar is a
small mining town but has a huge open cut mine.
We were able
to stand on the edge and view down into the cut.
There is a
park in town that is full of the mining history from the area.
One of Cobar’s
claims to fame is it has the pub with the longest verandah in Australia.
Sadly the
verandah is being destroyed by termites & white ants, looks like it is
about to fall down and is in need of some serious maintenance.
Sleeping in
the tent that night it was sooo cold and we had about 4 layers of clothes and 2
doonas and still couldn’t keep warm.
We woke to an
amazing foggy but bitterly cold morning with dew everywhere – even inside the
tent…!!!
The road to
Wilcannia was vastly different as we had now hit the area with red earth.
For miles and
miles it was red earth and salt bush.
Are we there yet……????
We started to
see some fantastic Australian wildlife.
There were
loads of Emus, Goats, Kangaroos and Sheep.
We passed one
low lying area that had some water pockets on the side of the road.
Paul and
George went and explored the area and were rewarded by some fantastic
reflection images.
In the town
centre we stopped for lunch at a park and were surprised to have 2 wild Emus
come and wander around us.
The town has
some beautiful old buildings.
After a long
days driving of 480km, we arrived at Broken Hill.
It was a
beautiful day but by 4pm it was cold and windy so we all made the decision to
get an on-site cabin for 3 nights for us instead of the tent in an effort to
get over our sickness and have a little more comfort.
It worked and
even after the first night we were on the improve.
Broken Hill
is a very interesting town with a huge mining influence and chequered history.
At one stage in the late 1800’s, it was the second largest city in NSW after
Sydney.
We went up to
a huge mullock heap which was right next to the town.
(Mullock is the
discarded rock from the mine after it has been processed)
On top of the
heap is an info centre and memorial to the miners who have died working the
area.
A panoramic looking over
the town from the mullock heap
On top of the
heap is an oversized chair that is popular for tourist photos.
For morning
tea we visited an old school milk bar/ice cream parlour that served traditional
milkshakes in the alloy cups. The décor was fantastic and we could read old
1950’s magazines which brought lots of laughs from us all.
Paul found a 1960’s
camera magazine which had him enthralled.
It was
interesting to walk through the town and see the huge amount of hotels on every
corner. Most still have the hotel facades but many have been converted to
shops, etc…
Note the mullock heap in
the background to the left
One night we
visited the Broken Hill Sculpture Park which is about 10km out of town.
It is a very
popular place to view the sunset and one of the sculptures has an eye/hole in
it that you can line the sun up through right on sunset.
Like nearly
every sunset location we have visited, as soon as the sun went, so did all the
tourists and we had to place all to ourselves with the awesome colours after
sunset starting to come out.
Paul had a
great time alone with his flash and tripod combination.
Broken Hill
has many Art Galleries around town, some of which are founded by very well-known
Artists.
The most
popular is by local born Artist Peter “Ando” Anderson who is only in his mid 40’s.
He has done
something truly unique and painted a massive 100m long by 12m high outback
scene that is round. It is the world’s largest canvas painting and took 9
tonnes of paint and 2 years to complete.
What makes it
truly unique is from the central viewing platform, the floor space is covered with
100’s of tonnes of red earth, vegetation and fake wildlife that go right up to
and blend in with the painting.
The result is
an incredible 360 degree 3D outback scene.
Photography
is not allowed inside but Paul found some pics on the net.
For our last
stop in NSW we headed out to Silverton.
Silverton
boomed in the late 1800’s when Silver was found and mining began.
Now it has a
population of just 30.
However its
modern claim to fame is its popularity as an area to film movies and
commercials. It’s most famous for the original Mad Max series starring Aussie
actor Mel Gibson.
Its streets
are almost bare with the occasional old stone cottage, many of which are Art
Galleries.
Paul fell in
love with the place as it was a photographer’s playground.
We went to
well known artists John Tynan’s studio and found him inside finishing a
painting.
John is most
famous for his caricature paintings of 2 Emu’s.
We had a
great chat with him and it was funny to watch him go outside and clean his
palette knifes and brushes on an old and rather colourful VW car.
We walked
along the Silverton Creek bed that was completely dry.
It had some
beautiful looking Gum Trees on the banks.
We had seen 4
Donkeys roaming the streets of Silverton.
They looked
very well cared for but Paul couldn’t get to close for a photo – initially.
Whilst
driving along we saw them and when stopped, Paul wound down his window. The
biggest Donkey walked straight over and stuck his whole head inside Paul’s
window which we all thought was so funny. Soon the other 3 Donkeys all wanted
their heads in there too.
For sunset we
drove up onto the Mundi Mundi plains lookout to view the sunset over a
spectacular red plain stretching for miles in every direction.
Before the
colour had left the sky, we went back to Silverton.
Lisa, George
and Chez went to the famous Silverton Hotel while Paul went around to the older
buildings to do some time exposure shots using a powerful torch to illuminate
the buildings and foregrounds.
He was very
happy with the results from the new Nikon Camera.
Back at the Silverton
Hotel, he also took some shots inside and out.
So that’s the
NSW leg of our Road Trip completed.
From here
it’s onto South Australia and then the Northern Territory.
A huge
thankyou goes out to our friends the Cuthbertson’s and Walker’s who have made
our refit time in Darwin so much easier with assistance in so many ways and the
biggest tool of all – local knowledge!
They, along
with their friends have made us felt so welcome and included us in many of
their great weekend outings. It certainly made for a fun distraction to the
Monday to Friday yacht refit.
Since
arriving back in Australia we have been inundated by emails.
Some are from
family and friends to say hello, some from other yachties requesting dive and
surf info overseas and others from well-wishers we have never even met.
It’s
fantastic but it has been difficult to return detailed emails to all with
so much on in the last 8 weeks.
Paul is even
running late with a series of dive articles to the publishers in America.
It’s
literally been go-go-go from before dawn till after dusk every single day since
arriving back in Australia.
Apologies to
those we haven’t returned adequate responses too.
So Cheers,
Jeans, Jumpers and Beanies.
Somewhere in
the cold outback with the oldies…….
Paul and Lisa
Hogger.