L. had a Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance moment today. We arrived in Bowen in the early afternoon and proceeded to the most expensive caravan park we have stayed in yet. But, it was worth it. Nice surroundings, clean amenities, beach close by, great. We checked out the beach, which was fucking windy, and had we chosen to swim and then get stung by jellyfish, we could have a availed ourselves of the emergency vinegar supplied by god knows who! We wandered back to camp.
I relaxed with a beer, L. lubed the bike chain.
We made the detour to Airlie Beach on the way up to Bowen. We rode through but didn't stop. Nice enough place, way too many poseurs and backpackers strutting around for our liking. You can take the girl out of Tweed, but you can't shake the deepseated disdain of superficiality out of the girl.
I'm enjoying your words Lois.
ReplyDeleteThanks Christine. Bit of a challenge doing this on my phone, often at 6am over a mug of porridge that Louis makes while I faff with photos and words.
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