We have been back on the Goldcoast for a week now.
It took us 4 days to cover the 1200 kms, it had taken nearly 8 weeks to go that far north but we came back a different way, any travel is good travel.
One of the camping grounds on the way back was very strange. It was at Mount Morgan. When we pulled in it was all deserted but a sign on the office door said to press the button and speak into the intercom. After a few minutes a disembodied voice asked what did we want, then said they would be there soon…
We waited. Eventually we heard a vehicle arriving from up the hill. An old ute pulled up and a dishevelled old man climbed out. After signing in and paying $15 for the night, he said go to the top section and you can set up any where, he was very friendly and helpful. Then he disappeared back up the hill.
As we drove round to our camp spot we only passed one other vehicle, a big, black bus with “on the prowl” painted on its front, flanked by 2 panther’s heads. Spooky. No one was around, and no other vans or people were in the camp ground. The grass was overgrown and every where had a rundown look, but the amenities block was clean and plenty of hot water for showers.
It was quiet and a crescent moon hung in the sky and because it was so dark the stars were brilliant. We had a lovely nights sleep.
Next morning as we drove off we both had a feeling that it had an atmosphere of “Phsyco”…
We have been very busy in the past week but things are now coming back together and in approx 2-3 weeks we will be back on the road again.