When we awoke, it had stopped raining – at least for a while. We ate our breakfast and attempted to find our way out of town the the A1 (coast road). Apparently, whoever did the mapping for Rockhampton, didn’t talk to the people who built the roads, and our GPS kept telling us to turn where there were no roads. The most amusing case was a road that was supposed to take us directly to the A1 instead took us to the top of a hill overlooking the town and bay. It was a beautiful view, but it was also a dead end. However, given the view and fair visibility it called for a Kodak moment, so I got out and took a few photos. As this was not the first time we were led astray we took the GPS out of navigate mode and put it into map mode where we could figure our own way out of town.
Rockhampton lies just north of the Tropic of Capricorn and shortly after leaving town, we crossed over into the sub-tropics. We drove down the A1 until we reached the A3 and then turned to the southwest to go inland. We crossed over the mountains and picked up the A5 in Dululu. By that time, the weather had cleared. It was bright, sunny and balmy and with little traffic, driving was a true pleasure. We continued to drive and arrived at a small, charming town called Miles around 3:30. As the weather was so pleasant, we opted to go back to tenting. We found a very pleasant camp site at the local fair ground, set up the tent and opened it up to dry out. How nice it was to see sunshine again. Then we went grocery shopping. The weather was so dry, warm and breezy that by the time we returned from grocery shopping, the tent was completely dried out. While Peggy attended to the sleeping bags and prepared the tent for the night, I prepared supper. Afterwards, we cleaned up, read our stories and tucked in for the night. As the last few days had been rather exhausting, we planned to R&R the next day.
Cheers,
Wayne & Peggy