The next camp we went to was at Forsyth, this was 40km inland from Georgetown and 20km of the road was red dirt. Not too bad, the grader had been along it recently but I felt every corrugations as we crawled along.
Most of the campers were staying for winter and had come from down south and the big attraction was gold fever. They were fossicking with high tech metal detectors but once they heard a beep they still had to dig.
Each evening they had happy hour, and we joined them. It was also “show and tell” and this evening Bob had this beautiful 2-5 ounce nugget of gold that he passed around for us all to look at.