Post by Dean Watson on Sept 6, 2016 8:23:55 GMT 10
Day 26 Sanctuary Lakes Fauna Retreat
One thing this trip has taught us is this is a BIG country with so much to see. Six weeks away and we will see 0.0001% of it. This trip is really a reconnoiter of some places to visit. But we have found some lovely spots, mainly by accident so how much have we missed?
We started the day off with a bacon, egg, tomato and mushroom breakfast. We then went for a ride up and down the esplanade to see what there was to see. We were thinking we would have a quick look before the forecast rain and thunderstorms set in. we got back to the cabin and the weather started to get better. So we went for a walk to the local Botanic Gardens. The weather got better, so we continued our walk down to the pier for coffee. 2.5 hours we later got back to the cabin and still no rain.
Walking around the resort we are staying at I must say there are more turtles than I gave ever seen in my life. This is not hard but there must be at lease 100 in the lake. The wild life here are so use to people that whenever you go to the waters edge they come up looking for food. (It’s all right; we bought the proper food to feed them.) It’s just a lovely spot.
We finally got rain, heavy rain, about 3:00 in the afternoon that lasted for about 30 minutes.
Just a relaxing day.
Day 27 - Of to D’Aguilar
I must have taken 15 minutes to get out of Hervey Bay as we managed to get caught by every set of traffic lights. Finally open road so off to Marybrough.
From there we decided to take the back way to Gympie rather than go down the Bruce Highway so we needed to look for the turnoff to Tin Can Bay. Well it took us through the back streets of Marybrough which seemed to be a bit of a maze and old. Finally got through and the road all the way to Gympie was excellent. There was a lot of pine plantation and signs warning that the road was unfenced and to lookout for wild horses and later on kangaroos and wild horses. Judy saw one horse on the way
So, we got to my sisters place at D’Aguilar and she suggested I bring the bike and trailer up the driveway. That’s when I dropped the bike.
Explanation/Excuses:
- For the record, Judy was off the bike and not touching it.
- The road had a steep camber and the driveway was steep in the other direction.
- I took the turn into the driveway too tight. I should have gone around the block and turned in from the other side of the road.
- I have found on the trip that when going into garages with similar conditions, that for a split second the steering goes. When the back wheel of the bike hits the rut between the driveway and the road, the weight of the trailer causes the front wheel to lift.
- Because I was going slowly, to be careful, I was suddenly left supporting the weight of the bike with no steering to correct the problem.
We tried to lift it but to no avail so I thought I’d call RACV Roadside Assist. However a bike on its side is not a mechanical problem and they were concerned about OH&S implications. So they would not send anyone to help.
We left the bike and went and had some lunch. It wasn’t going anywhere. After lunch I emptied the top box, told Judy the best way to lift with me and with my sister and her husband’s help we got the bike up.
Day 28 – Bush Camping at Kenilworth
Today we are going bush camping with Jody and Glen, my niece and her husband. They had researched places to find one that would be suitable for me to access with the bike. You can get anywhere on the property on a bike, they assured her. (On a dirt bike with no trailer maybe.)
According to the GPS, before we left, it was 49.9k to our destination. However, Glen did no want to take the windy road with their 4-wheel drive and off road camper so we went via the highway. 120k later we were there. (There may have some dirt road going the other way.)
We followed them and just near the campground we took a wrong turn up a dirt driveway and when Jody and Glen stopped half way up the hill we stopped behind them. BIG MISTAKE.
I put my feet down to steady the bike and the weight of the trailer started to drag us back down the hill. We slowly slid back about 3 or 4 meters until the trailer jackknifed and stopped us going any further. Judy is saying, with some concern in her voice (Panic), ”I can’t take this, I’m getting off”.
So as we weren’t going back any further I put the bike on the side stand and we unhitched the trailer. I turned the bike around and rode to the bottom of the hill. We then manhandled the trailer down the hill; reconnected it to the bike and headed down the right driveway.
Roads around the camping ground were not much better. The road in was dirt and led to the camp office at the top of a hill. The tracks down to the camping sites were steep and graveled. There was NO WAY I was going to ride down any of them let alone tow a trailer down. So I organized to leave the bike behind the office and Glen towed our camper to the site.
Great spot and baked potatoes cooked on the campfire for dinner.
Day 29
Boy it was a cold night last night. We had to sleep with beanies on to keep warm but the day turned out to be beautiful. The days activities included collecting firewood and sitting by the river. Hamburgers for dinner cooked over the fire. They were good.
Day 30 – Back to D’Aguilar - 28/9
Another cold night, actually colder than the night before but we were better prepared (borrowed a blanket) so we weren’t cold. In the morning there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.
We broke camp and Glen towed our trailer out of the campground while I rode the bike out. While he went back to get his trailer we hooked ours up to the bike and waited for him to return. With some discussion Jody and Glen decided to go home a different way. The way in was 130k while the way back was only 80k. But there was going to be some windy road.
That was an understatement. We got to one section of road there was a sign ‘No Caravans Allowed’ and a gradient sign saying 10%+ next 3k. It was a 2-way road with only 1 car width of sealed road and it just kept winding and going up. Discussions when we got back revealed that there were some great views on the way. I did not see any of them. I am just thankful that the only oncoming traffic was 3 cars that had pulled over together to let us pass. All up the 80k trip had a lot of steep roads with tight bends.
We got back to Jody and Glen’s about 1:00, had showers and then went out for lunch. After lunch we washed the bike.
Day 31 – Currumbin
D’Aguilar to Currumbin is nearly all freeway (with some toll way) with speed limits ranging from 80 to 110kph. We were delayed because of an accident, which caused a lot of traffic congestion. However we never came across the accident. We had one fuel stop along the way, which I kept putting off until the fuel light came on. I was hoping to find a petrol station accessible from the freeway but none existed. I finally decided to leave the freeway and then drove another 2 or 3k to find a petrol station. I guess I picked the wrong exit.
We arrived at Larry and Bev Fabian’s (our son’s in-laws) and received a very warm welcome, the use of their washing machine and lunch. Who could ask for more. After lunch we went for a walk to the beach and back, about 4k I think, and then relaxed for the rest of the afternoon.
However, not to be outdone by the Goldwing, I took a fall in the side of the road. We were almost back at Larry and Bev’s and there was a 4 cm drop from the road to the gutter and I stepped on it and nearly rolled my ankle. In order to protect my ankle I dropped and fell, rolling in the road. At leas I was able to pick myself up.
So far we have travelled nearly 6,700k and were not ready to come home.
Day 32 – Currumbin
A relaxed day off the bike. We watched movies, went out to the Currumbin Surf Lifesaving Club for lunch and had a roast for dinner. Not forgetting the rice pudding for dessert. Dinner was cooked by Mavis, our daughter in-laws Nana, who has not lost any of her cooking skills. Our 2 night stay with Larry and Bev has been a pleasure and we have got up to date with our washing.
Day 33 – Off too Coffs Harbor
Boy, the road has changed so much since I last drove from Currumbin to Coffs Harbor. It’s now freeway all the way to Belina and is a heap of roadwork after that. 12 months or so from now the route we traveled today will be divided road most of the way. Much of the way had a 110k speed limit but this was tempered by the 80k, 60k and 40k limits around the road work areas.
Were actually staying at Emerald Beach which is 20k north of Coffs Harbor and the caravan park is about 2/3 full. Further north they have been almost full. We will see what the occupancy rate is the further we go south. 9 sleeps to go.
Anyway the caravan park is in the beach. There is a walking track that goes from one bay to another and the views are great.
Day 34 – Coffs Harbor
We went for a ride to have a look around Coffs and found Coffs Harbor Jetty and, a harbor. After a walk along the jetty we set off to find the Information Bureau that took us to the Big Banana.
We then caught up with a friend for lunch after that we went back to camp for a walk along the beach. That was the most interesting part of the day. There is a path that leads from one bay to the next and there were mobs of kangaroos all over the place.
We spoke to one local who has lived there for 30 years. He moved there to getaway form the city and traffic lights. There are now 12 sets of traffic lights on the highway. His house is at the top of the bluff overlooking the sea. He can sit on his balcony and watch the whales jump.
Judy woke me up over night again saying there was something in the tent. It was a possum, so I got out of bed and encouraged it to leave the tent. About half an hour later I had to do it again.
Day 35 Off to Karuah 2/9
Roadwork, roadwork and then more roadwork. Give it 2 or 3 years and it’s going to be freeway all the way. I’m only just starting to realize how much we are missing because of these Motorways. These small towns are great but we are all so time conscious to get somewhere.
The forecast for the day was for rain but we managed to avoid most of the way but we could see where it had been. We stopped at Taree for lunch and there was a lot of water on the ground, we had missed heavy rain by inly 15 to 20 minutes. We were happy to stop for 45 minutes to let it get ahead of us.
Karuah is one of those many towns that have been bypassed by the freeway.
The caravan park looked like it has seen a lot of rain recently. They had sent out someone before we arrived see what camp sites could be used. It’s only as we started to set up camp that it decided to rain. Thanks.
Day 36 – Wind
It was a beautiful morning. We woke up around 7:00 and listened to the birds sing. A round 7:30 it sounded like a train was coming and then the first gust of wind struck. From then on it steadily got stronger as the morning progressed. We went and sat in the camp kitchen for a while to get out of the wind and watched the tent rock so we decided drop it to prevent damage. Then we went for a walk. When we got back the bike was laying on its side. The wind had blown it over.
So, following a pre-established precedent, we left it there and went and had some lunch.
The wind gusts kept getting stronger and weren’t expected to stop until tomorrow so we decided to call it quits pack up the tent and find a room somewhere. Picking up the bike was easier this time. I guess the practice we have had recently has paid off. As for packing up our camping gear, well that was fun, chasing bits of equipment over the camping ground. It took about an hour and a half to pack up and we found a cabin for the night about 12k away.
Day 37 - Through Sydney - A day for getting lost
You know I thought I would be smart and go through Sydney on a Sunday. Avoid the weekday traffic. Well I would hate to see what it’s like in peak hour……
I had two problems today that compounded each other. The first was that I had not planned the route to Wollongong and the second is that signs around Sydney are useless.
Lost 1 – Approaching Newcastle there was a sign directing me to turn right to head for Sydney. After that the signs started talking about Tamworth. I eventually saw a sign directing me dawn a side road saying 14k to the Hunter Valley Motorway. Well I knew that would lead me to Sydney so I headed for that.
Lost 2 – We were approaching Parramatta and there was a badly signed, right hand turn to Canberra however, I decided to continue on. Got to Parramatta and did not have a clue which way to go. Found the Western Highway so I turned right (away from Sydney) and then decided to stop at a petrol station, fill up and look at a map. I was heading in the wrong direction again. Took a new route.
Lost 3 – Well I’m still confused about where the hell I was. Consulted the map again, found another route, and headed off. And then, at last, there it was. A sign saying ‘Wollongong’, we were saved.
Well this lead us through lots and lots of traffic lights, most of which we stopped at with the rest of the traffic. Eventually we hit another motorway and off we went. We say 2 police cars monitoring the speed limit and a motorcycle cop who was chatting to a driver. I decided to go down the Buli Pass. Over 4 k of steeply descending winding road. I rode up it about 40 years ago and did not see much of the view because I had to concentrate on the road. Going down is no different.
When we got to the bottom we rode about a k to a supermarket to get something for lunch. When I hit my rear break there was nothing there. Pumped it and the pedal came back a bit but the next I used the break it was the same. So we went in and did our shopping and when we came back I pumped the pedal by hand and it came back up. Waited a minute or so and checked it again. It was OK. I guess I over heated the break coming down the hill, which must have caused a vapor lock. 100K later it’s still OK.
We got to Nowra and stopped to look for a campsite on WIKI Camp. The 2 closest were 1 and 2 stars but the park at Currarong (28k away) was 4 stars, so we headed for that. Yes were snobs.
Lost 4 – S*** Signs. You see a sign saying ‘Currarong‘ and take the turn and then there are no more. We wound up at Greenwell Point. At this stage I was ready to spit the dummy.
We eventually found the town and the caravan park. It is an end of the road location but really nice. As it’s not school holidays the place is almost deserted. Over half the caravan park has permanent on site vans which people use as their holiday homes. After a day walking around the place, it’s tempting. There is not even a petrol station here. There’s a general store and a Bowls club.
We had nothing for dinner so we went to the Bowles club. Chinese for dinner at the extravagant cost of $22.50 to feed both of us.
Day 38 – Currarong
A relaxing day. We:
- Went for a 3-hour walk around the area. Great views and beaches.
- Had a BBQ lunch
- Played Mini Golf.
- Jumped on the Air Pillow
- Caught up on the blog
- And went out to dinner again.
One thing this trip has taught us is this is a BIG country with so much to see. Six weeks away and we will see 0.0001% of it. This trip is really a reconnoiter of some places to visit. But we have found some lovely spots, mainly by accident so how much have we missed?
We started the day off with a bacon, egg, tomato and mushroom breakfast. We then went for a ride up and down the esplanade to see what there was to see. We were thinking we would have a quick look before the forecast rain and thunderstorms set in. we got back to the cabin and the weather started to get better. So we went for a walk to the local Botanic Gardens. The weather got better, so we continued our walk down to the pier for coffee. 2.5 hours we later got back to the cabin and still no rain.
Walking around the resort we are staying at I must say there are more turtles than I gave ever seen in my life. This is not hard but there must be at lease 100 in the lake. The wild life here are so use to people that whenever you go to the waters edge they come up looking for food. (It’s all right; we bought the proper food to feed them.) It’s just a lovely spot.
We finally got rain, heavy rain, about 3:00 in the afternoon that lasted for about 30 minutes.
Just a relaxing day.
Day 27 - Of to D’Aguilar
I must have taken 15 minutes to get out of Hervey Bay as we managed to get caught by every set of traffic lights. Finally open road so off to Marybrough.
From there we decided to take the back way to Gympie rather than go down the Bruce Highway so we needed to look for the turnoff to Tin Can Bay. Well it took us through the back streets of Marybrough which seemed to be a bit of a maze and old. Finally got through and the road all the way to Gympie was excellent. There was a lot of pine plantation and signs warning that the road was unfenced and to lookout for wild horses and later on kangaroos and wild horses. Judy saw one horse on the way
So, we got to my sisters place at D’Aguilar and she suggested I bring the bike and trailer up the driveway. That’s when I dropped the bike.
Explanation/Excuses:
- For the record, Judy was off the bike and not touching it.
- The road had a steep camber and the driveway was steep in the other direction.
- I took the turn into the driveway too tight. I should have gone around the block and turned in from the other side of the road.
- I have found on the trip that when going into garages with similar conditions, that for a split second the steering goes. When the back wheel of the bike hits the rut between the driveway and the road, the weight of the trailer causes the front wheel to lift.
- Because I was going slowly, to be careful, I was suddenly left supporting the weight of the bike with no steering to correct the problem.
We tried to lift it but to no avail so I thought I’d call RACV Roadside Assist. However a bike on its side is not a mechanical problem and they were concerned about OH&S implications. So they would not send anyone to help.
We left the bike and went and had some lunch. It wasn’t going anywhere. After lunch I emptied the top box, told Judy the best way to lift with me and with my sister and her husband’s help we got the bike up.
Day 28 – Bush Camping at Kenilworth
Today we are going bush camping with Jody and Glen, my niece and her husband. They had researched places to find one that would be suitable for me to access with the bike. You can get anywhere on the property on a bike, they assured her. (On a dirt bike with no trailer maybe.)
According to the GPS, before we left, it was 49.9k to our destination. However, Glen did no want to take the windy road with their 4-wheel drive and off road camper so we went via the highway. 120k later we were there. (There may have some dirt road going the other way.)
We followed them and just near the campground we took a wrong turn up a dirt driveway and when Jody and Glen stopped half way up the hill we stopped behind them. BIG MISTAKE.
I put my feet down to steady the bike and the weight of the trailer started to drag us back down the hill. We slowly slid back about 3 or 4 meters until the trailer jackknifed and stopped us going any further. Judy is saying, with some concern in her voice (Panic), ”I can’t take this, I’m getting off”.
So as we weren’t going back any further I put the bike on the side stand and we unhitched the trailer. I turned the bike around and rode to the bottom of the hill. We then manhandled the trailer down the hill; reconnected it to the bike and headed down the right driveway.
Roads around the camping ground were not much better. The road in was dirt and led to the camp office at the top of a hill. The tracks down to the camping sites were steep and graveled. There was NO WAY I was going to ride down any of them let alone tow a trailer down. So I organized to leave the bike behind the office and Glen towed our camper to the site.
Great spot and baked potatoes cooked on the campfire for dinner.
Day 29
Boy it was a cold night last night. We had to sleep with beanies on to keep warm but the day turned out to be beautiful. The days activities included collecting firewood and sitting by the river. Hamburgers for dinner cooked over the fire. They were good.
Day 30 – Back to D’Aguilar - 28/9
Another cold night, actually colder than the night before but we were better prepared (borrowed a blanket) so we weren’t cold. In the morning there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.
We broke camp and Glen towed our trailer out of the campground while I rode the bike out. While he went back to get his trailer we hooked ours up to the bike and waited for him to return. With some discussion Jody and Glen decided to go home a different way. The way in was 130k while the way back was only 80k. But there was going to be some windy road.
That was an understatement. We got to one section of road there was a sign ‘No Caravans Allowed’ and a gradient sign saying 10%+ next 3k. It was a 2-way road with only 1 car width of sealed road and it just kept winding and going up. Discussions when we got back revealed that there were some great views on the way. I did not see any of them. I am just thankful that the only oncoming traffic was 3 cars that had pulled over together to let us pass. All up the 80k trip had a lot of steep roads with tight bends.
We got back to Jody and Glen’s about 1:00, had showers and then went out for lunch. After lunch we washed the bike.
Day 31 – Currumbin
D’Aguilar to Currumbin is nearly all freeway (with some toll way) with speed limits ranging from 80 to 110kph. We were delayed because of an accident, which caused a lot of traffic congestion. However we never came across the accident. We had one fuel stop along the way, which I kept putting off until the fuel light came on. I was hoping to find a petrol station accessible from the freeway but none existed. I finally decided to leave the freeway and then drove another 2 or 3k to find a petrol station. I guess I picked the wrong exit.
We arrived at Larry and Bev Fabian’s (our son’s in-laws) and received a very warm welcome, the use of their washing machine and lunch. Who could ask for more. After lunch we went for a walk to the beach and back, about 4k I think, and then relaxed for the rest of the afternoon.
However, not to be outdone by the Goldwing, I took a fall in the side of the road. We were almost back at Larry and Bev’s and there was a 4 cm drop from the road to the gutter and I stepped on it and nearly rolled my ankle. In order to protect my ankle I dropped and fell, rolling in the road. At leas I was able to pick myself up.
So far we have travelled nearly 6,700k and were not ready to come home.
Day 32 – Currumbin
A relaxed day off the bike. We watched movies, went out to the Currumbin Surf Lifesaving Club for lunch and had a roast for dinner. Not forgetting the rice pudding for dessert. Dinner was cooked by Mavis, our daughter in-laws Nana, who has not lost any of her cooking skills. Our 2 night stay with Larry and Bev has been a pleasure and we have got up to date with our washing.
Day 33 – Off too Coffs Harbor
Boy, the road has changed so much since I last drove from Currumbin to Coffs Harbor. It’s now freeway all the way to Belina and is a heap of roadwork after that. 12 months or so from now the route we traveled today will be divided road most of the way. Much of the way had a 110k speed limit but this was tempered by the 80k, 60k and 40k limits around the road work areas.
Were actually staying at Emerald Beach which is 20k north of Coffs Harbor and the caravan park is about 2/3 full. Further north they have been almost full. We will see what the occupancy rate is the further we go south. 9 sleeps to go.
Anyway the caravan park is in the beach. There is a walking track that goes from one bay to another and the views are great.
Day 34 – Coffs Harbor
We went for a ride to have a look around Coffs and found Coffs Harbor Jetty and, a harbor. After a walk along the jetty we set off to find the Information Bureau that took us to the Big Banana.
We then caught up with a friend for lunch after that we went back to camp for a walk along the beach. That was the most interesting part of the day. There is a path that leads from one bay to the next and there were mobs of kangaroos all over the place.
We spoke to one local who has lived there for 30 years. He moved there to getaway form the city and traffic lights. There are now 12 sets of traffic lights on the highway. His house is at the top of the bluff overlooking the sea. He can sit on his balcony and watch the whales jump.
Judy woke me up over night again saying there was something in the tent. It was a possum, so I got out of bed and encouraged it to leave the tent. About half an hour later I had to do it again.
Day 35 Off to Karuah 2/9
Roadwork, roadwork and then more roadwork. Give it 2 or 3 years and it’s going to be freeway all the way. I’m only just starting to realize how much we are missing because of these Motorways. These small towns are great but we are all so time conscious to get somewhere.
The forecast for the day was for rain but we managed to avoid most of the way but we could see where it had been. We stopped at Taree for lunch and there was a lot of water on the ground, we had missed heavy rain by inly 15 to 20 minutes. We were happy to stop for 45 minutes to let it get ahead of us.
Karuah is one of those many towns that have been bypassed by the freeway.
The caravan park looked like it has seen a lot of rain recently. They had sent out someone before we arrived see what camp sites could be used. It’s only as we started to set up camp that it decided to rain. Thanks.
Day 36 – Wind
It was a beautiful morning. We woke up around 7:00 and listened to the birds sing. A round 7:30 it sounded like a train was coming and then the first gust of wind struck. From then on it steadily got stronger as the morning progressed. We went and sat in the camp kitchen for a while to get out of the wind and watched the tent rock so we decided drop it to prevent damage. Then we went for a walk. When we got back the bike was laying on its side. The wind had blown it over.
So, following a pre-established precedent, we left it there and went and had some lunch.
The wind gusts kept getting stronger and weren’t expected to stop until tomorrow so we decided to call it quits pack up the tent and find a room somewhere. Picking up the bike was easier this time. I guess the practice we have had recently has paid off. As for packing up our camping gear, well that was fun, chasing bits of equipment over the camping ground. It took about an hour and a half to pack up and we found a cabin for the night about 12k away.
Day 37 - Through Sydney - A day for getting lost
You know I thought I would be smart and go through Sydney on a Sunday. Avoid the weekday traffic. Well I would hate to see what it’s like in peak hour……
I had two problems today that compounded each other. The first was that I had not planned the route to Wollongong and the second is that signs around Sydney are useless.
Lost 1 – Approaching Newcastle there was a sign directing me to turn right to head for Sydney. After that the signs started talking about Tamworth. I eventually saw a sign directing me dawn a side road saying 14k to the Hunter Valley Motorway. Well I knew that would lead me to Sydney so I headed for that.
Lost 2 – We were approaching Parramatta and there was a badly signed, right hand turn to Canberra however, I decided to continue on. Got to Parramatta and did not have a clue which way to go. Found the Western Highway so I turned right (away from Sydney) and then decided to stop at a petrol station, fill up and look at a map. I was heading in the wrong direction again. Took a new route.
Lost 3 – Well I’m still confused about where the hell I was. Consulted the map again, found another route, and headed off. And then, at last, there it was. A sign saying ‘Wollongong’, we were saved.
Well this lead us through lots and lots of traffic lights, most of which we stopped at with the rest of the traffic. Eventually we hit another motorway and off we went. We say 2 police cars monitoring the speed limit and a motorcycle cop who was chatting to a driver. I decided to go down the Buli Pass. Over 4 k of steeply descending winding road. I rode up it about 40 years ago and did not see much of the view because I had to concentrate on the road. Going down is no different.
When we got to the bottom we rode about a k to a supermarket to get something for lunch. When I hit my rear break there was nothing there. Pumped it and the pedal came back a bit but the next I used the break it was the same. So we went in and did our shopping and when we came back I pumped the pedal by hand and it came back up. Waited a minute or so and checked it again. It was OK. I guess I over heated the break coming down the hill, which must have caused a vapor lock. 100K later it’s still OK.
We got to Nowra and stopped to look for a campsite on WIKI Camp. The 2 closest were 1 and 2 stars but the park at Currarong (28k away) was 4 stars, so we headed for that. Yes were snobs.
Lost 4 – S*** Signs. You see a sign saying ‘Currarong‘ and take the turn and then there are no more. We wound up at Greenwell Point. At this stage I was ready to spit the dummy.
We eventually found the town and the caravan park. It is an end of the road location but really nice. As it’s not school holidays the place is almost deserted. Over half the caravan park has permanent on site vans which people use as their holiday homes. After a day walking around the place, it’s tempting. There is not even a petrol station here. There’s a general store and a Bowls club.
We had nothing for dinner so we went to the Bowles club. Chinese for dinner at the extravagant cost of $22.50 to feed both of us.
Day 38 – Currarong
A relaxing day. We:
- Went for a 3-hour walk around the area. Great views and beaches.
- Had a BBQ lunch
- Played Mini Golf.
- Jumped on the Air Pillow
- Caught up on the blog
- And went out to dinner again.