Caravanning Camping Touring
Let me share some of our stories with you. I'll try to keep it fun and interesting, with heaps of photos, hints, tips and reviews all relating to life on the road.
3rd February to 10th February
We left Bremer Bay full of exciting memories and headed off to make some more. As usual we took our time and had an overnight stop in Fitzgerald.
Interestingly, we had stayed at Fitzgerald six months earlier and Peter had done a thorough campground cleanup. Six months later there was another cleanup to be done but Peter estimates that only about a dozen or so grubs had left their rubbish behind – better that there were none but not too bad I suppose.
From there another roadside stop then on to Esperance before heading to Norseman three days later.
Esperance was not quite what we expected. At least the town itself wasn’t, it is above all else a working town, mostly mining, agriculture and fishery.
The town center was quite pretty, and the esplanade, with the turquoise waters and long jetty was lovely. We stayed a little out of town at the Bushlands CP, it was old and tired, but we had a huge space all to ourselves and this suited us well. Surrounded by bushland and very quiet, just what we like. We ran into Edith and Neil again, not surprisingly as we’re heading in the same direction, and it was great to catch up with them. We had a very enjoyable afternoon at the Lucky Bay Brewery, had a good chat and a few beers. What more could you ask for?
So, why all the hype about Esperance? Well, I think the amazing coastline and the Cape Le Grand NP has something to do with that. Absolutely stunning. We tried to book in at a couple of the campsites in the National Park but…they were all fully booked. First time we’ve come across this. And when we drove the Cape Le Grand Coastal Trail it was easy to see why.
Le Grand National Park is a beautiful place to drive through. It has broad sweeping landscapes, scattered with large granite rock formations, not least of which was Frenchman Peak, or as Peter liked to call it…Booby Hill.
It also offers you tempting glimpses of clear blue and turquoise waters waiting for you around every corner. It really is impressive.
Hellfire Bay was our first stop, and I think its safe to say, our favourite. The sand on the beach was so fine and white, the kind that squeaks when you walk on it, and the water so crystal clear, but still too cold for us to swim in.
It had been such a trying day, 😉 that we decided to stop for lunch after leaving Hellfire Bay and as luck would have it, we found the perfect place, complete with picnic table and a view to die for. Whistling Rock overlooking Thistle Cove. Whistling Rock is a large rock formation with a series of holes/cracks and when the wind is right, I’m guessing it whistles. When we were there, there was only a mild breeze, but even so, I could hear the wind moving through the cracks. Almost like when you let the air out through the neck of a balloon. I can imagine it would whistle like a billy boiling if the wind was strong enough and coming from the right direction.
After lunch we continued on to Lucky Bay. We had heard that this was the best bay along the drive, and it’s famous for all the kangaroos that come down onto the beach, but I guess you have to camp there to be there early in the morning or late in the evening to see them. I was torn about my feelings of Lucky Bay. On the one hand, the scenery is awesome. On the other, the beach was like a car park. When we first arrived there were a dozen or so cars driving off the beach, another dozen still exploring, and ten or so parked and set up for the day. I don’t know, I mean it’s great that you can do that, but for me…it takes away the serenity of the place. It was my least favourite area.
On to Rossiter Bay. This has been described as having fine white sand on a long and featureless stretch of beach. Ideal for driving or beachcombing, and with a bird sanctuary. This was another example of good marketing and/or being there at the wrong time of the year. The sand might have been white, but you had to dig through the layers of seaweed to get to it and the bird sanctuary was no more than a fifty-metre walkway off the beach, to a dead end and a park bench. There were plenty of New Holland Honey eaters there though.
Lastly, we called in to Le Grand Beach. It was the perfect way to end a great day. With the sun sinking low in the sky, we got that lovey shimmering effect on the ocean. We had a relaxed walk and a final paddle for the day before we headed back to camp for an icy cold beer.
After a very enjoyable three nights we left Esperance and drove through to Norseman arriving that same afternoon.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
30th January – 3rd February
Oh Boy! Where do I start? Normally I would show a map, talk about our camp and the area, then get into our activities. Not today. Today I get straight to the exciting stuff. Orcas. But you know what I’m like, I do tend to prattle on a bit so first off, a few things that we learnt while on our cruise.
Fact no. 1 Orcas are not whales, they are in fact the largest member of the dolphin family.
Fact no. 2 The Orcas main diet, at least around Bremer Bay area, is beaked whale and giant squid.
Fact no. 3 I love ’em! Orcas that is, not giant squid. Not that there’s anything wrong with them.
Oh by the way, as you look at the photos in this post, you can tell the males apart from the females by their dorsal fin. The male’s dorsal fin is narrower at the body, and much taller than the females. When young, the dorsal is bent, as the male ages the dorsal will straighten up.
So, let me start from the beginning. I booked this trip as a Christmas gift for myself and Peter, splashing all out and upgrading to the VIP Captains Lounge. More about that later. It was an 0800 start and we had to be at the harbour by 0730.
We cruised about 20 nautical miles (37 kms) from the harbour out to the Bremer Canyon. The Bremer Canyon is actually one of a series of canyons, nestled along the edge of the continental shelf. In places, it is up to 5900mtrs deep. This unique biosphere is home to many creatures, including the Orca. To be fair the Orcas don’t live in the canyon, they can only hold their breath for up to fifteen minutes, so can’t go that deep. However, their food sources do live in, and around the canyon, so it is a perfect place for the orcas to hunt.
We had just reached the edge of the canyon when the atmosphere in the Captains Lounge changed from relaxed watchfulness to urgent anticipation as Orca activity was sighted. It didn’t take this experienced crew long to assess the situation.
We had cruised into the final stages of an Orca hunt, and the rest of the pod were racing in to help finish the kill and share the food. Both to the left and the right of the boat these amazing creatures were speeding past us to help their family.
There’s no doubt that the Orcas are the apex predator of the big blue, but “Killer Whale” is a bit of a misnomer. Ancient sailors witnessed the Orcas hunting and killing whales, and they quickly got a reputation for being a whole lot nastier than they are. Later, when Orcas were brought into captivity (1961) Orca the Whale Killer, didn’t have much of a ring to it, and thanks to the wonderful world of marketers, the Killer Whale was born. Much more thrilling, I’m sure it sold many more tickets. Anyway, I’m prattling on way too much. Here are some more photos of Orcas as they enjoyed their meal.
Interesting fact:
“Genus, Species – Orcinus orca. The Latin name Orcinus translates as “belonging to Orcus”. Orcus was a Roman god of the netherworld, and this genus name is likely a reference to the hunting prowess of the killer whale. In Latin, orca translates “large-bellied pot or jar,” a reference to the shape of the whale’s body.”
Thank you Google
Hmm, large-bellied pot whale? Definitely not a name to inspire fear. 😊
Orcas develop very strong family bonds and will stay with their family pod their whole lives. They, also show respect for, and take pride in their kill. How do they do this? One of the males in the pod will take the head of its prey, in this case a beaked whale, and swim around with it for a while, then another will take the head and do the same. Apparently, this will go on until the feeding is complete. Then the last male with the head will let it go and it will fall to the bottom of the canyon. Sounds weird, I know, but our crew have been researching and studying these whales for almost a decade. They’ve come to understand them and the way they interact with each other. The crew have researched the pods in the area and know them each by name and personality. They have a great deal of respect for the Orcas. That alone is reason enough to book with them (Whale Watch Western Australia) if ever you have the opportunity to go Orca watching.
On closer inspection of the photo below I noticed something just under the water near the big male’s head. I sent the image to one of the crew who confirmed my suspicions, the Orca in the shot had the beaked whale’s head in its mouth. See if you can see it.
Did you? Pretty cool hey. Nothing is wasted from the kill. The orcas will share the meat, the birds get all the leftovers, and the creatures on the ocean floor will pick what’s left of the carcass clean.
Male orcas can weigh as much as 6,000kg, but can only hold their breath for about fifteen minutes. The Beaked whales only weigh 3,000kg (maximum), but, they can stay underwater for about an hour and a half. So, how do the orcas hunt the beaked whales when they could simply stay under water and swim away. Well, in layman’s terms, the orcas stalk the beaked whales, not too close to alarm them, but close enough. Somehow the orcas know when the beaked whaled needs to surface to breath. That is when the rest of the pod are called in, and they simply use their weight and their numbers to prevent their prey from surfacing. In short, most of the time they simply drown them. If they do have to inflict mortal wounds, they will not begin feeding until their prey is dead.
I know we were there to see the orcas, and see them we did. But we also saw our fair share of seabirds. There were hundreds of Shearwaters (Flesh-Footed I think) enjoying the orca’s kill. And I was thrilled when a couple of Albatross cruised overhead. Amazing birds. I believe that the last two photos in this group are of a White-Faced Storm-Petrel.
The VIP Captain’s Lounge gave us access to, you guessed it, the Captain’s Lounge, or the wheel house. What else did the upgrade give us? Well, it was climate controlled, we dressed for cold weather but needn’t have. We had uninterrupted views, left and right, through open windows, as well as the front window, and of course we could go to any other part of the boat if we wanted to, even reserved seats at the bow of the boat. We were provided with iced water, tea or coffee and food throughout the voyage. Not big servings, but good, quality nibbles. Fruit, sushi, wraps, toasties, cake, pies, sausage roll, finishing up with a cheese platter and a generous glass of bubbly on the way home.
We were the only guests in the lounge, so we had the captain and a couple of crew members all to ourselves. But here is where we got the best benefit. As you know Peter has very poor hearing. In the Captain’s Lounge, there was no engine noise, all the announcements were made from here, so he could hear everything clearly. Also, we got to pick the crew’s brains. We had information on tap, that is why we learned so much from this cruise, and the icing on the cake, they had their dog, Alfie, with them.
There is so much more I could talk about, the Orcas truly are magnificent creatures, but I’ll let you do your own research. I will however, take my cap off to the crew. A tight-knit family whose years of research of the orcas, has rewarded them with amazing insight into the lives of these gentle giants of the sea. The fact that they do operate these tours and share their knowledge with us is, in my humble, money worth spent.
Whale Watch Western Australia post each day’s events from every whale watch cruise. This is a great reminder of the day and captures images of action that happened that the passengers might have missed. I know there was so much activity, that Peter and I missed a lot. The link below is the link to the Daily Whale and our day on the boat, 01-02-2024.
Our route back to shore led us past a small Island, (Glasse Island – I think) which was home to hundreds of nesting Crested Terns and some very relaxed fur seals.
To finish off, and my apologies for the length of this post, here is a bit about Bremer Bay.
It is a quiet little coastal town, with very pretty beaches, but not much happening unless you want to go whale watching.
I know one thing for sure, if we have the opportunity to do this again…we will.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
26th January – 30th January
What a way to celebrate Australia Day, a road trip exploring our great country! We certainly are living the Australian dream.
We passed through Albany on our way to Perth several months ago and had a few lovely days there, but we missed out on a couple of interesting spots, so…when we left the tranquility of Lake Towerinning we headed back to Albany.
We spent three nights there and caught up with friends (yes, we now have more friends in WA than when we first arrived) and family.
We stayed at the Acclaim Rose Garden CP, (probably wouldn’t recommend it,) but it was a great location as we caught up with Peter’s niece Edith, her husband Neil and their dog Molly. We had a great time with them; a couple of happy, happy hour’s, a bit of exploring together, and…the good news is, Molly and Hugo got along like a house on fire.
Peter and I are particularly fond of Albany but the coastline is stunning and there is plenty to do. Including but not limited to, a visit to the Gap, the Natural bridge, and the Porongurup National Park. Once on the cantilevered walkway over the Gap, you find yourself staring down into the abyss below. A huge crevasse created by powerful waves over millions of years. Quite a sight. Also impressive is the Natural Bridge, it puts you in awe of the power of the waves.
Following the coastline you can visit the Cave Point Lighthouse and numerous picturesque beaches, I think the prettiest is Goode Beach, (very popular with the locals) and Frenchman Bay. There was a good view of the coast from the carpark at Frenchman bay, but it was fun to go down to the flat rocks below. The walk/climb back up was interesting and Peter asked if he could have my phone to take some photos of me going back up.
I said jokingly. “You can take a photo, but don’t make my butt look big.” Ha ha!
He replied, “It doesn’t look big love, at least not next to that rock.”
Yeah, I know, it’s a wonder he’s lived this long.
Even the Murray Rd boat ramp was worth checking out, and it’s surprising who you bump into when you’re exploring there.
But without a doubt, our favourite activity was the somewhat challenging walk, and climb, up to the Granite Skywalk Castle Rock, in the Porongurup National Park. This stunning park is forested with jarrah, karri and marri trees. Honestly, the walk alone was worth the effort.
The class 5 return walk is a 4.7 km return trek, all uphill I might add, from the moment you step out of the carpark. Peter and I hadn’t really done anything this challenging for a long time so we were a bit concerned but thought…why not give it a try. So very pleased we did. Mind you, we took an awful lot of photos. We found that activity a good reason to stop for a wee break.
You know you’re at the end of the forest walk when you reach the Balancing Boulder.
Then the real challenge begins. There are a few “little rocks” to traverse, but the powers-to-be have kindly placed hand/foot holds to help you up, and then of course, back down again.
But wait…There’s more. After the boulders, sorry, the little rocks, you have to climb up a 6mtr ladder in order to finally reach the 670mtr peak. After that you can walk around the precarious looking walkway pegged into the side of the rock. Now this is a lookout!
I could say I didn’t enjoy it. But I’d be lying. It was a challenge, and I was thrilled that I made it. Peter took it in his stride of course, but I was so chuffed that I had gone all the way to the top, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face all the way back down to the car park. Safe to say, I was on a bit of a high. The other good thing about the walk back was that it was all downhill. Good for the heart, not so good for the knees.
And to end a perfect day, what was waiting for me in the carpark, but a family of Splendid Fairy-Wrens.
My next post is not to be missed, instead of hunting birds…we are hunting da daa daaa – Killer Whales! I kid you not.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
7th January 2024 to 26th
We stayed at Banksia Tourist Park for another week, I had to go for a PET scan on the 12th, in prep for my doc’s visit, so it wasn’t until the 13th that we drove out of Banksia for the last time.
We drove southeast to Dwellingup, (About 110 km) and checked into the Dwellingup Chalet and Caravan Park.
It was worlds apart from Banksia TP as we found ourselves nestled deep in a forest filled with Karri and Jarrah trees.
And of course, where there are trees…there are birds.
It didn’t feel that hot, but it must have been. You may have noticed a lot of the birds above had their beaks open, in an attempt to cool off, I guess. We put water out for them, but they weren’t interested in it. Maybe they knew what was coming.
We stayed for ten nights, just chilling and enjoying the woodland vibe, though we did have a mach run back to Perth for my doctor’s appointment, (everything was great 😊) and that was our very last visit to Perth. We also had lunch at the Dwellingup pub, (not sure I’d recommend it) but we had a lovely time with Peter’s cousin, her hubby and their son.
We tried to book a train trip from Dwellingup, there are four available but at different times of the year. When we were there there was only one, at 2pm on a Wednesday, and by the time we checked it out, we’d be gone.
We did however, have a lovely day exploring the Lane Poole area. We had hoped to be able to drop the kayaks in, but the area is aptly named, Lane Poole. The river system has been blocked into a series of pool’s, making for a very short round kayak trip. There are longer stretches of water, but no easy way down. After exploring this very picturesque area, jumped into the main swimming hole to cool off. We didn’t get any photos of the swimming hole (didn’t want to get my camera wet…😜) but that’s the image you see in all the tourist media advertising Lane Poole.
From there we continued south, heading towards Albany, (we had the car booked in to have the windscreen replaced – finally) when I saw a sign for Lake Towerinning. I suggested we go there, and Peter agreed. (Smart boy).
We were only going to overnight, but we ended up staying for three nights. I am sure you can see why. A beautiful lake to kayak around.
It really was a lovely lake to kayak on, though when the wind picked up it was a bit hard going.
Peter circumnavigated the lake several times during our stay. I never got past Bird Cove. That’s what I called it anyway. About two kilometres up the lake was a left hand turn, into Bird Cove.
I’m sure you can see why I hung around there. There were hundreds of wading birds, ducks and swans, including my favourites, the Spoonbill, and I spent many a happy hour just drifting around with them.
There was also a lot of bird activity around the waters edge near our camp.
There was also a pair of Restless Fly-Catchers. Now these aren’t the best images I’ve ever taken, but they show what these little birds are capable of doing in the air.
I particularly enjoyed watching this family of Dusky Wood Swallows, as they went about their business of feeding their two chubby chicks.
And finally, the colourful ones. There were a lot of Australian Ring necks, and Western Rosellas in the area, and they made good use of the water.
It does feel good to be out on the road again, I will try to keep up to date with the blog posts, but…poor internet tends to slow me down a little. Still, I’ll get there in the end.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
22nd December 2023 to 7th January 2024
We left Banksia Tourist Park around 10am, the usual check out time, and made our way to our next destination – Diamond Forest Farm Stay. (DFFS)
We wanted to find somewhere to relax and simply enjoy each other’s company. DFFS gave us all that and a good central base to explore the area.
The cabin we stayed in was rustic and very quaint and had everything we could need. We parked Chunky Bum outside and were able to keep her plugged in. It was very quiet, even when the other cabins were occupied, you’d still think you were alone in the forest.
The property itself was well laid out, with good level walkways clearly marked, which led to all the animal enclosures. There were Alpacas, sheep ducks, pigs, chooks, peacocks, all in a lovely setting.
And of course there were mum’s favourites – the horses!
Mum spent a lot of time with the horses, feeding them carrots, and the occasional sugar cube, and she had the pigs running towards her, whenever they saw her coming.
She wasn’t the only one who had fun with the animals as there were plenty of birds and some sort of burrowing bee or wasp. Whichever he is, if you’re a spider, he’s not to be tangled with!
There were a couple of small towns close by, Manjimup being the closest, then Pemberton. These were good for a bit of sightseeing and shopping. For full days out, we visited Margaret River, Augusta, Bunbury, and a bit more bush walking.
Close by was the Diamond Tree Lookout. We expected to walk up to the top of a lookout and look over the Diamond Tree Forest. But the lookout was actually a ginormous tree with stakes embedded up its trunk like circular stairs. The idea was, you climbed up the Diamond Tree and if you dared to open your eyes, you could then look out!
It was actually used as a bushfire lookout, there are several around the south-west. They had the tree fenced off, closed for safety reasons…go figure. So instead we did a bit of bush walking.
Then we did some literal tree top walking in the aptly named, Valley of the Giants. I say aptly because these karri trees grow up to 80 metres tall! This is a must if you’re ever in the area. It is such an accessible walk among the canopy, wheel chair accessible even, that gives an opportunity for all ages and abilities to walk amongst the tree tops. At its highest point, some 40 meters, you get an amazing view of the canopy and the ground below. To add a bit of excitement to the walk, the walkways sway slightly as you walk along them, and it feels as though you too are swaying with the tree tops.
After that we took a leisurely stroll around the forest floor enjoying the sights and smells of the ancient trees towering above us.
We enjoyed a very relaxed Christmas Day, (Santa was very good to all of us) and a typically lazy boxing day.
Last year, mum was with us in Adelaide, we celebrated New Years Eve, with a nice lunch out, rather than a late night dinner. We enjoyed it so much we did the same this year, booking in at the Hidden River Winery’s restaurant. Another good choice. Mind you we still managed to stay up to see the new year in, thanks to many drinks and an increasingly boisterous game of Monopoly.
We must have really enjoyed our stay at DFFS as we all lost track of time. Literally. We had a workday the day before we left. Everything that had been carried from the caravan to the cabin, had to be returned to its rightful place.
We did some washing, organizing and were ready for the drive back to Banksia Tourist Park the following morning. We had a few stops along the way, including a lunch break at Bunbury where we watched the kite-surfers.
We arrived back in Perth mid-afternoon and went into the office to check in at Banksia Tourist Park and the conversation went a bit like this:
“Hi, I’ve got a booking for Pick, should be a powered site and a cabin.”
“Yep, I’ve got you booked in from the 5th.”
I smiled and said, “yes, well…today’s the 5th.”
“No, today’s the 4th.”
I replied, “But, today’s Friday.”
“No, today’s Thursday.”
I quickly took out my phone and checked the date, smiled sweetly, and said, “I’m an idiot.”
To which she replied, “You’re an idiot.”
At least she agreed with me on that.
Long story short, there was space for us all, so it wasn’t a problem, though I think we we’re all a bit sad that we’d missed out on our last day at the farm.
So, as it turned out we had three more days to fill in the Perth area before mum was due to fly out. We did a bit more shopping, saw “Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom” a fun movie and had a few nice meals. We also caught up with some friends whom we met on Kangaroo Island. We’ve kept in touch and they’d booked in at the same park as us, in the exact site that we were in last time, so we had a BBQ, together and a few drinkies before they continued on their journey on the morning of the 7th. The same day that we farewelled mum. And just like that, we were alone again.
Peter and I thoroughly enjoyed mum’s visit and we made some wonderful memories. Again, thank you mum, for travelling all this way to spend time with us, we’ve loved every second of it. Even when you beat us at canasta. 😉
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
14th December to 22nd December
I’ll start this post with one final comment on the brakes, simply to say that the drive from Glenwood Camping to Banksia Tourist Park, (Perth) was a very stressful one.
But we need not have worried about the them. Even though Tom really stuffed them up, Rick (Rick’s All Over it – Margaret River region) did a fantastic job of fixing the problem and we made the three and a half hour trip without a hiccup.
Don’t worry mum…we’ll be there to pick you up. 😊
And we were, at 10:40pm on the 15th December. I had booked seven days at the Banksia Tourist Park in Hazelmere, a powered site or us and a cabin for mum. Being eleven minutes from the airport and under thirty minutes to Perth, this was a great base. We spent the first day just relaxing and chewing the fat. We also had the opportunity to meet the neighbours.
We spent a lovely couple of hours on the Swan River on a twilight cruise operated by the Little Ferry Co. It’s an Edwardian styled, electric ferry with a capacity of 11 passengers, and is a great opportunity for small groups to enjoy a private cruise. There was myself, Peter, mum, an old friend of mine (I can call her old as she is only 7 days younger than me, and…I have known her for over 30 years) one of her good friends (Ann) and Ann’s mum, (Rose). With our captain, JP at the helm, we left from Elizabeth Quay, headed up the Swan River and had a great time.
After a relaxing start to the holiday…we got into it. We spent a day wandering around the city, exploring the shops and doing some last-minute Christmas shopping.
The following day we rode the Hop On, Hop Off double decker bus. This took us all around the inner city suburbs, including Kings Park, the Optus Stadium, over the Swan River and the Botanical Gardens. This was a great way to see the area. The round trip was two hours, so it was quite extensive, and as the name infers you can hop off wherever you want, then hop back on the next bus; they run every hour.
Then another day of shopping. We visited one of the biggest Westfield shopping centers in the area and braved the Christmas chaos. By then we were shopped out and were in need of a day off. (Being a tourist is hard work). 😎 Besides, we needed to be refreshed before our big day out to Rottnest Island.
You may or may not know much about Quokkas. They are Rottnest’s very own icon and I think Australia’s most photographed marsupial. The Quokkas even have their own website where people can post selfies with them. Here are ours.
The Quokkas are mostly nocturnal, so it is best to see them early morning/evening, that’s why we were on the 07:30 ferry. Saying that, it seems some little Quokkas have evolved to take advantage of us tourists. Hang on to your tucker guys! 😉
Quokkas are of course, wild animals. As such the usual rules apply. Don’t touch them, don’t feed them, don’t get too close to them. What became obviously clear to us, was that those rules do not apply to the Quokkas, (nor to mum for that matter). Those little buggers (the Quokkas, not mum) can do whatever they want, including stealing, yes stealing, my breakfast.
Now I want to make it clear that I did not feed him, it’s hard to tell from the photos, but I really was trying to get it back off him. We were just sitting at the table when this little cutie jumped up between me and mum. We thought, Oh, how lovely. Next thing I knew he grabbed my cheese and bacon scroll and tried to take off with it. He fought long and hard for this treat, and in the end he did manage to tear some off.
To add insult to injury, when he had finished his breakfast, he deliberately knocked my coffee cup over with his little furry butt, and drank what had spilled out! Once he was finished, he just turned tail and left us.
So, it seems the rules don’t apply to the Quokkas. They can take food. Get really close to us, and, shock horror…touch us. Seriously though, he was super cute, and we all loved our little encounter with Ned.
After our Quokka experience, it was time to explore the rest of the island.
And that brings us pretty much to the end of the first week. We had a lay day after Rottnest, this allowed us to rest, re-organise, do the washing and get ready for the drive down to the Margaret River Region, where we’d be spending the next fourteen days.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
