We took the van away at Christmas to stay with family and thought we'd spend a few days at Jimna on our way home. On our way in there was a bang and a scrape and a lean. After coming to a hasty stop we discovered a hub had snapped! Dazz climbed the hill to get some phone reception and RACQ organised a tow truck. We knew Bushtracker wouldn't be open for another two weeks, so we unloaded the fridge and freezer and tried to pack everything we thought we might need for the next month into the car before the tow truck arrived.
We stayed in the container on our block (our guest accomodation) for three and a half weeks, and discovered that it's quite a nice place for a holiday! The day we went out to pick up the van from the repairs we discovered that in the process of grading the road they took the gravel off a couple of places and the rain turned it to a bog hole.
Our kind neighbours allowed us to leave the van at their place until the road dried out enough to get it home. We had enough time to finish up some work, re-pack the van and get it back up the hill before the next rain, and then we were off for our much anticipated trip to Cotton Tree.
I had marking during the first two weeks and Dazz had work the whole time, but we still enjoyed the change of scene, swims, long walks and the sunsets by the water.
The sand bar constantly changes with the tide and this year there was a large expanse that was underwater at high tide. The retreating water made amazing patterns in the sand, which we enjoyed on our low-tide walks (along with someone's very artistic sandcastle).
The weather was quite windy for much of our time there, and of course we didn't escape the deluge that hit the south east corner of Qld. There were some nice cloud photos between downpours, and our afternoon/evening view changed to the view down our street from the annex.
We didn't have any flooding in our part of the caravan park, but some of the local roads and parks were inundated. The river mouth and beach were a mess, and the lovely big sand bar was washed out to sea.
And of course the dirty flood water was the end of Dazz's afternoon swims...
