The “Old Girl” resurfaces

What a wonderful surprise it was to read this comment on one of the blog posts.

12 months since deciding to live “on the road”

It’s been 12 months since we made our “Big Decision” to stay on the road and to upgrade the caravan from the Old Girl to the Aussie Wide.

We can honestly say we’ve never once regretted that decision.

We do however often think about the happiness and contentment of our life in the “Old Home”.

The Old Girl

The Old Girl

There’s a multitude of precious memories that feature the old 71 Viscount, many of which we’ve tried to share on this blog, but most are day to day ones that are locked inside of us for our own fond recalling.

The “Old Girl” has new owners

When we made our decision to upgrade to the Aussie Wide we gave the Old Girl to a lovely young couple in Melbourne who have used it regularly since.

Wayne and Karen have now acquired her.

They were researching 1971 Viscount Caravans on the internet when (imagine their surprise) a photo of the Old Girl popped up leading them to this blog!

The twists and turns of life, aint they marvellous?

Wayne and Karen comment on the blog.

Wayne and Karen subsequently made a comment on one of our blog posts letting us know how they found the blog and how excited they are to have acquired the Old Girl.

The comment made us very happy to know that once again this amazing caravan has found its way into the lives of people who will receive untold enjoyment from her.

I can imagine the joy that this story would have bought to Perc and Gwen, Kerrie’s parents.

Encouragement to keep the blog going.

The comment was also quite timely as I was contemplating stopping the blog.

It sometimes seems a bit of a waste of time to put so much work into something that is of interest to such a very few people.

The thing is though, even if the readership is small it consists of people we love and care a lot about.

We also get enjoyment out of rummaging back through old posts and the flood of memories that result.

Its’ been two years on the road

Wayne & Karen’s blog was also timely as it coincides with the end of our second year living on the road.

When we first “shoved off” we intended that this adventure would have an 18 month lifespan.

So, at the end of two years is it time to rethink?

Is it time to get back into “normal” life?

Do we want to do get a house in the city somewhere and “settle down”? What does that even mean?

Honestly? We couldn’t imagine doing that at this stage.

We adore life in the Aussie Wide, the freedom of living simply and the excitement of moving to different locations.

We love the release from the pile of material bits and pieces that we once thought were so valuable, but that at the end of our lives would be dumped or sold for pennies.

No, we’re not stopping anytime soon!

A year since we swapped homes

It seems a long time ago that we had the Old Home and the New Home parked side by side at a van park in Melbourne while we transferred our stuff.

The Old Home and the New Home in Melbourne

The Old Home and the New Home in Melbourne

I’ll never forget the strange feeling of going back into the Old Girl after she was cleaned out ready for her new owners.

It was like saying goodbye to an old living, human friend while at the same time knowing that ultimately it was just a collection of bolts and nuts, timber and sheet metal. She had kept us safe and comfortable across thousands of kilometres and I couldn’t stop myself feeling a sense of sadness.

This feeling was tempered by the excitement of the New Home.

I’ll also never forget the pleasure of our first night in the Aussie Wide and I can honestly say that the same pleasure is repeated every night when I go to bed. I know that Kerrie feels exactly the same.

Our hope for the next segment

We hope we’ll one day spot Wayne & Karen and the Old Girl on the road somewhere. It’ll be a wonderful thing!

In the meantime we’re happy to be at Koramba Cotton Farm until the run down to the Ayr Peninsular in February which we’re really looking forward to.

I need to be in Brisbane on the 5th of December for some surgery on some rather big skin cancers. I’ve just had a “burn off” of about 20 of them on the last Brisbane visit.

I’ve promised Kerrie that I won’t be so slack on applying the Black Salve to them in the future. She’s forbidden me from getting sick, having an accident or dying until the programmes are finished.

The last word goes to a wonderful woman

I never stop being thankful for the amazing woman God has teamed me up with!

As I work in my air conditioned office I’m looking out over the garden. There she is – crouching down in the hot sun, fly net over her face, weeding and digging.

She’s already cleaned the kitchen, tidied the Aussie Wide, written up the time sheets and meal sheets and probably fifty other things that I don’t even know about.

She’s a total giver; always fussing about making sure I have everything I need as well as trying to ensure the farm hands are happy.

The lads have now got a new saying – “Far Out”.

Philip, who is a master at voice impersonation, has taken to mimicking Kerrie’s often expressed phrase of “Far Out” and this is spreading to be a common place substitute for the more profound expression starting with “F”.

I am fully aware that the healthy level of high morale in the camp is due almost entirely to her; it’s nothing I’ve done. Sure, I cook a reasonable meal, but it’s her that interacts with the people and manages the camp.

Her attention to detail fascinates me as does her desire to mother the farm hands, young and old alike.

Her concern for me and my health goes far beyond what could be expected from a relationship but this is the hallmark of this woman; beyond expectation.

I love her more each day!