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.
Finally, all our repairs and maintenance are complete. 😊 The car has had its bit of body work done, we have a fridge that works properly now and, we have a brand-new awning. On top of that I have a new storage system for my boxes of tinfoil, glad-wrap and baking paper, courtesy of Peter and his offsider.
Our first stop was only a few kilometres out of Adelaide, St Kilda. There’s not much there, except an amazing playground and picnic area, a huge carpark, boat ramps and a ton of birds. We had visited previously and decided we would stay a few nights on our way out of Adelaide because it was such a nice area and…I had been told there was a rare, vagrant bird in the area, and I wanted to try and get a glimpse of it. A Yellow Wagtail.
I have never seen so many birds in one place, I’m talking of numbers in the thousands not hundreds. Swans, gulls, cormorants, a variety of waders large and small, spoonbills, pelicans plus many more. I tried to capture an image to highlight the large numbers of birds, but it was beyond me.
As you can imagine I spent quite a bit of time wandering around the area, and I got some decent shots of the local birds.
There were so many people out looking for the rare vagrant Yellow Wagtail, it caused quite a stir! Now for the big question: Did I see it? Yes indeed, and what a pretty little fellow he was.
As is often the case, when you’re near water, and the weather is favourable, you might just catch a beautiful sunset, St Kilda was no different.
After leaving St Kilda we headed south east, toward Murray bridge. We spent a night at Wall Flat, which was a wet and muddy camp on the banks of the Murray, then an overnight at Waikerie. We had planned to spend more time around the lower Murray river area, and Lake Alexandrina, then call in on some friends, but the weather had other ideas. Wet and windy was the BOM outlook for a s far as we could see, so we kept on driving hoping for a more pleasant climate.
We got as far as Barmera and decided to stop running, there was no getting away from the wet and windy weather front. But the silver lining was, that Barmera is a lovely little town in the Riverlands area and we have settled in here quite nicely. We booked and paid for four nights, then another four and another…I said to Peter, “They’re going to start charging us council rates soon.” We camped on the edge of Lake Bonny and for the most part, have been on our own. The kayaks have been sitting on the beach just waiting for a dip, but the weather is still not playing fair. Super windy and cold.
Yes, I know, all the photos are showing lovely quiet, still water. There were a few times when the wind wasn’t blowing a gale and that’s when I ventured out with the camera, the rest of the time we were huddled up inside.
Still, it is a lovely place to be, and with ample firewood in the area we’re keeping warm. And what else can you do with a fire? Cook on it. This was our first campfire cook in what feels like forever and we had a local coming over for dinner, so it had to be good! (It was 😊)
There are quite a few birds around Lake Bonny, mainly cormorants, gulls, and herons, and I saw my first Great-Crested Grebe. I also got a shot of a pair of birds, I think they might be Hardheads. If they are, that’s another first for me.
I was having my coffee on the beach one morning, when I noticed a lot of activity near the bank further up the lake. It turned out there was a large school of fish, and the birds were having a feast. I’d seen this many times on the lake, but always in the distance. What made this special is that the fish were moving towards me.
I’m not sure how much longer we’ll stay here, but it will be for a few more days…at least.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
May 1, 2023
FROM THE OUTSET I must tell you that this is not a ‘Jo type’ blog. It’s far less interesting – unless you want to know something about how much this lifestyle costs.
Jo said to me: “Why don’t you do a kind of anniversary post for the blog? But don’t go repeating anything, that’d be boring, and don’t write too much, you know how you babble on.”
So where do I start? That’s actually a real question. My first day of retirement was 1 August 2020 and we started out with the caravan that first day. Last day of work was Friday, first day travelling was Saturday. So, to me that’s the logical starting point.
The quandary lies in that we didn’t actually get the house rented out and start full-time living in the van until 1 May 2021, so is that the more appropriate start date?
I struggled over this for a while but then I thought about the Queen’s Birthday (ahhh… King’s Birthday) and Labour Day holidays and they seem to be pretty arbitrary. Even the date set to celebrate Jesus’ birthday is pretty meaningless – no-one had a clue when he was born so they just settled on a date. Heck, even the coronation of King Charles the III is just a convenient date, ask him how long he’s been king and I reckon he’ll tell you he’s been king from 8 September 2022.
Good enough for them – good enough for us. So, here’s the decision: We’ve been travelling since 1 August 2020 and we have chosen 1 May as our anniversary date. 1 May – Mayday, the return of spring… Well, maybe not in the antipodes, but you get my point.
We’ve covered some ground over the past two years and nine months, 59,704 kilometres in fact. That’s the equivalent of over three traditional ‘laps’ and we’ve only really had a respectable look around three states. We’ve still got a lot of Australia ahead of us.
Jo’s blog keeps everyone up to date regularly and I’d be lost without it. Jo says, “Remember when we went from Penneshaw to Chapman River?” And I say “Hang on a sec, I’m concentrating on something really really intelligent.” She always waits patiently because she knows how I get so involved intellectually in really really intelligent stuff, and while she waits I sneakily hotkey to the blog, quickly read about where we were and what we did, and then say. “Yes Dear, I remember that so well, what do you want to know?” (She’s quite impressed with how good my memory is)
The thing is, it’s no point me writing what we’ve done or where we’ve been because you already know all that.
BUT…
Jo didn’t tell you all the really, truly interesting stuff like how far we’ve travelled, how much fuel we used and how much it cost did she?
Exciting, isn’t it? You really want to know about this stuff don’t you?
Here’s the good oil…
Total distance travelled: 59,704 km
Total cost of fuel: $15,022.99 … To the cent, impressive hey!
Total fuel used: 8,843 litres of diesel
Average fuel economy: 14.81 Lt/ 100 km
Average cost of fuel: $1.70/ Lt
Cheapest fuel: $1.02 at Redland Bay on 9 April 2021
Most expensive fuel: $2.93 at Marree on 16 August 2022
Jo has kept a record of our accommodation costs over the past two years too and I suppose that if you’ve read this far then you probably are considering these costs. So to standardize I’ll annualize the costs and include the stats on accommodation too. Averaged over the past two years, the annual stats are:
In summary, Fuel and accommodation costs per year for us travelling have totalled $11,549
Cost of fuel per annum: $5,585.28
Annual travel distance: 18,494 km
Total fuel used per annum: 2,899.73 litres of diesel.
Average fuel economy: 15.68 Lt/ 100 km
Average cost of fuel: $1.93/ Lt
Cheapest fuel: $1.25
Most expensive fuel: $2.93
Annual cost of caravan park accommodation: $ 5,964.00
Total nights travelling: 365
Total nights in caravan parks 154
Average fee/night $38.73
Average fee/week $115
So, 42% of our time has been spent in caravan parks over the past two years. Over periods when all is going well and we haven’t had commitments to keep us in cities to access services, we estimate that only about 25% of our time would be in caravan parks.
When we set out, we thought we would go wherever man and van could go. You can’t see Australia by sticking to the black. So, we headed off defiantly against the corrugations, potholes and mud and proudly went where man and semi-off-road van probably shouldn’t go.
We haven’t actually been bogged so that’s a bonus. Probably got close to it though. We were camped by the river on Bogeywong station in NSW (where the family lived in the early fifties) and the skies darkened. I got us away from the river up near the main road, just as the rain started and at 11 PM made the wise decision to get off the dirt. It took hours of slipping and sliding our six tonne (plus a bit, but that would exceed our GCM wouldn’t it?) before we made it back to the black.
I actually thought the Oodnadatta track was ok and the Finke River road was maybe even a bit better than that. They certainly weren’t the worst roads we travelled. That title belongs to the road from Hamilton Station to Dalhousie Springs with the road to Lambert Centre of Australia just as bad – except it’s a whole lot shorter.
I reckon we handled all that pretty well, but those roads really are not kind to caravans or even four-wheel drives and when we got back to Adelaide we had to get a new set of tyres and a new set of caravan suspension – yes, fully replaced. Ah well, no free lunches so you should plan on a few extra costs, and you should expect these, don’t bemoan them, it’s a small cost of the lifestyle. Costs will probably include items like:
Replace a water tank that fell off near Lamberts Centre of Australia
(Insurance covered it but our excess was) $600
Replace suspension in the caravan that the roads just destroyed $4,000
Upgrade to lithium because AGM really just isn’t up to for us $11,000
Miscellaneous fixes/ improvements around the van $2,000
Miscellaneous driver error costs (covered by insurance but excess still costs $1,200
Routine car maintenance at regional garages (two services but likely to cost up to twice as much) $1,000
A set of tyres (even if they’re looking ok, the roads can shorten their lives or just plain destroy them, so best to budget for them. $1,200
The old tyres were BF Goodrich KO2’s, they lasted 68,408 Km and I reckon that’s ok for them. We put on Maxxis RAZR AT’s and I think they should be ok, I’ll let you know when they get to 70,000km (can’t wait can you)? I can already tell you that they’re a whole lot better in the wet and they’re also a whole lot quieter.
So, if you have ploughed through this far and are considering the costs, then as long as you don’t do a lithium battery upgrade after you leave home you might see costs like:
Fuel and accommodation costs per year $12,000
General maintenance/repairs etc – not less than $ 5,000
There’s certainly a cost to really seeing Australia this way, it’s not as low-cost as might be expected. Is it worth it? Absa-bloody-lootly!
We’re really living the life, no doubt. And our health and fitness just keeps getting better, (except for when we’re sick). I know we’ve had a few health issues but with kayaking, bush walking, fishing, photography, campfires, camp-oven cooking, getting firewood climbing sand-dunes (and rolling down them) we’ve never been better.
Now I’d really like to share a whole lot more with you like my really cool Oricom tyre pressure monitoring system, and how I’ve set out my canopy… so much to talk about.
But I’d better stop now. Jo was right, I do kind of babble on.
So… until next time.
We had a week in Adelaide, or home as we now call it, but it was mostly run-a-round stuff. Including the usual doc visits, plus hearing aid repairs and new glasses for Peter. We also had to get the van assessed for a new awning, get the car in for a bit of body work, and look for a fridge repairer. One thing is sure in the world of us road dwellers; things will go wrong, and they will take a long time to fix.
Anyway, with those things underway, we decided to explore more of the Yorke Peninsula.
We’d previously been down the west side, as far as Balgowan, and were so impressed we were keen to see the rest of the Peninsula.
We headed down the eastern side of the leg, and maybe Kangaroo Island has spoilt us, but we found this to be kind of ordinary. Don’t get me wrong, it was a pretty coastline, but not spectacular.
But then we made it to Innes National Park. We stayed at the Pondalowie Bay Bush camp, and this is a great place to use as a basecamp. From there we explored many beautiful areas, including Pondalowie Bay, just a short walk from our camp. This is a very protected bay, courtesy of the islands at the mouth of the bay, and it’s home to dolphins and stingrays.
Daly Head is another stunning stretch of coastline, and we had a rare sunny day to appreciate it. From there we drove to the lighthouse at Cape Spencer, on the southernmost tip of the Peninsula.
By the time we visited the West Cape Lighthouse, the weather was not quite so welcoming.
We spent a particularly lovely day at Dolphin Bay and tried our hand at fishing. We felt like real pros, with a flask of coffee and some biscuits to keep us going. Good job we brought the biscuits, as we didn’t catch any fish. We did, however, have a lovely day out.
Stenhouse Bay/Jetty is an interesting place to visit. It used to be a gypsum quarry, and there are remnants of the old works clearly visible, including an impressive jetty. Oh, and while in that area, pop over to Marion Bay, there is a pub there that does great pizza’s.
We saw a variety of birds, a few kangaroos, and a lot of emus. We fished quite a lot, but with limited success. Though we did catch one good meal.
When we left Innes NP, we moved to Burners Beach at Point Souttar, one of the many council camp grounds. Again, we used this as a basecamp to explore the northern and interior areas of the Yorke. This was a great spot and here, we were able to leave the kayaks on the beach, so they were ready for action. Including some amazing sunset kayak adventures.
It’s true that most days are enjoyable, the odd one not so, but every now and then you get a day that is just pure magic. Today, 15 May (coincidentally mum’s birthday) was one of those days. We had planned to leave Point Souttar and Burners Beach today, but we woke up to a calm, balmy, almost summers day, and thought, Yeah, nah. We’ll stay one more night.
We got into the kayaks just after 10am and skated over the ocean. At least that’s what it felt like.
The water was incredibly calm, and oh so clear. Even at a depth of three to four meters, we could clearly see the sandy bottom, it was so enticing. The only thing that stopped me rolling off the kayak and going for a dip, was the sure knowledge that I wouldn’t have a snowflake’s hope in hell of getting back in. That, and the chilly water. It really was quite surreal.
By late morning, the wind had started to pick up. We had kayaked a long way down the coastline, so we started to make our way back. We arrived back at camp just past midday and decided that yes, we would leave the following morning. So, as Peter cleaned the kayaks, I decided to brave the waters and go for a dip.
Was it cold? Yes!
Was it enjoyable? Surprisingly, yes.
Did I stay in long? Not surprisingly, no.
Tippara Rocks was a great overnight stay, and how’s this for a view? (Excuse the drying). I was looking for shells along the beach and came across this Semicassis labiatum. It was beautiful, but inhabited, so it went back exactly where I found it. I was thrilled to see it though, and the birds were cute too.
While we travelled, we saw quite a lot of dolphins, some big Stingrays, and some seals. Including one cheeky fellow who popped over to see us while we were in the kayaks. That was something that doesn’t happen every day, and one of the reasons we love travelling so much, seeing our native wildlife the way it should be seen.
Now, I know I’m a bit behind schedule, but May 1, 2023, was our official two-year anniversary since we packed away our belongings and hit the road on our big adventure. Peter’s working on a bit of a recap, distances, costs, highlights etc, and I’m sure he’ll get around to it…soon. 😊
Until then, we’ll keep to our holding pattern until our bits and pieces are fixed.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
Clayton Bay
I mentioned we met some lovely people while on Kangaroo Island, and we really hit it off with one couple in particular, Linda & Tim. They kindly invited us to stay with them on their property at Clayton Bay, and we took them up on their offer.
Where’s Clayton Bay? I hear you ask. It’s on the Lower Murray River, and is part of the network of waterways from Lake Alexandrina, around Hindmarsh Island and on towards the Great Australian Bight and the mouth of the mighty Murray.
While we were there, we took advantage of the waterways, and got the kayaks wet. There are so many waterways to explore here, but not enough time to do it all. We set off from Tim and Linda’s jetty, and explored their immediate area. The water was so calm at times, almost mirror like, and I spent a lot of time in and around the grassy/reedy islands.
Tim and Linda were the perfect hosts and tour guides. They showed us all around the area including Mount Barker, Goolwa and Hindmarsh Island. This really is a lovely part of Australia and we particularly liked Goolwa, it’s a pretty little town and with Victor Harbour only a short drive away there’s everything anyone could ask for.
A highlight of the area was the Barrages. These are a set of what I would have called weirs built to retain precious fresh water flowing from the Murray for drinking, irrigation, and general use; without them a large part of South Australia would very much drier than it is. They’re really interesting as they include locks so that small boats (I don’t know, but I suppose up to 30 metre or so in length) can move from the Murray to the open water. We were lucky enough to see the lock in action. One of these locks is unmanned, so boaties can operate it themselves with a hand winch.
We were also delighted to have lots of seals making the barrages home. They were lazing around everywhere and occasionally arguing lazily over the best spots to laze. How relaxed do these guys look.
Another highlight was our day out Cockling on Goolwa beach. You can only collect Cockles at certain times of the year, and we were lucky that our visit coincided with this. I think that most of the frozen Cockles you see in the SA bait shops come from Goolwa. If you haven’t done this before, and you get the opportunity…give it a go. We had a ton of fun. The idea is that you wait until the tide is on its way out then you get down to the waterline and wiggle your feet in the soft sand until you feel cockles under foot. Then you reach down and pick them up.
The images you’ll see below were at the beginning of our Cockle hunt, and it looks pretty tame. But just look at the waves behind. Once on the beach, it was easy to understand why Linda insisted that we bring a change of clothes.
As the afternoon wore on, the intrepid hunters went deeper and deeper into the cold southern waters (and the water was cold) until the sea finally had its revenge on behalf of the Cockles. One by one the hunters were dragged beneath the sea’s foamy waters. All except me and Tim. Some would say we were more skilled; others would say we were a pair of wusses and didn’t go in as deep. I’m happy with either explanation. 😊
We took less than the legal limit, even so, our share was probably well over $100 worth of Cockles. I must admit, I didn’t contribute much. In fact, I was operating a catch and release programme. (Sorry about that). It went a bit like this:
I’d do the twisty toe wiggle in the sand and find the cockles, and dive in to pick them up. Then I’d look at them and feel a surge of guilt, and…back home they’d go. Or someone, usually Linda, would call out, “I’ve found a batch.” She’d frantically gather them up, and hand them to whoever was near so she could go back in for more. If I was the recipient, I’d often and quite accidentally, ahem, lose my balance, and they’d slip from my hands. Or a wave would knock me off balance just as I was going to put them in the bucket and…I’d miss.
Linda did catch me a few times with cockles in hand and she held out the bucket, so I had to drop them in. I think my full contribution for the afternoon was twelve. I eased my guilt a little by feeding twelve cockles to seagulls. Six to Peg, a one-legged gul at Mozzie flat, and six to Scruff, a scrawny looking gul with a malformed tail, and bad balance, at Point Souttar. I am sure they appreciated the free lunch, and it seemed a more fitting end for the cockles.
Clayton Bay and its surrounds is a beautiful part of South Australia. We enjoyed the sightseeing, ate too much, drank waaay too much, met some of Linda & Tim’s friends and family; in short, we had a wonderful time, and they sent us on our way with a supply of home-grown goodies, and many happy memories. Thanks for the invite and we hope to see you again soon.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
Part Five – Overview
So, as of my last blog, we have been everywhere we wanted to go, seen everything we wanted to see and now have time up our sleeves to go back to the places we enjoyed most. However, I’m sure you won’t want to hear about the same things again, so I’ll take this opportunity to give our overall opinion of our visit to KI. Of course, there will be photos. 😊
Considering the island is built up to be one big conservation area, we were disappointed at the amount of roadkill. Kangaroos, wallabys, possums, birds, unidentifiable animals, even koalas. ☹ I don’t know if it’s the locals who know the roads, or if it’s the tourists who don’t know the roads, or a combination of both. And I understand that if something jumps out in front of you, sometimes you simply can’t avoid it. But there really is way too much road-kill on the island.
Unlike the mainland, there are no areas on KI where you can camp for free. Saying that, there are several Council run campgrounds on the eastern part of the island. The prices are reasonable but fixed, regardless of which campground you visit, and the amenities vary greatly. Some have power, toilets, showers, non-potable water and bins, or a combination of these, others have…bins. As well as these you can book and stay in the National and Conservation Parks, or the caravan parks dotted around KI. For us, the Chapman River campground in the Lashmar Conservation Park was by far our favourite with Vivonne Bay being a close second.
While on the island we’ve been doing a bit of fishing, Peter in particular has really gotten a taste for it, especially beach fishing, though I’m not so sure he’s cut out for it. At least I know when to run away!
And he wonders why I never let him go anywhere by himself. 🙂
There are a few beaches that are shown on the KI map that are inaccessible as they are on private property. We found out the hard way that a “No Through Road” sign will often (after six kilometres of really bad dirt/sand/gravel/rocky road,) lead you to a “Private Property” sign. So, be aware of that. I mean it would be better for all, if the “No Through Road” sign was simply replaced with a “Private Road” sign, but hey that’s just me.
The coastal views are varied, from clean smooth beaches to rugged coastal cliffs and everything in between. Stunning is a word that we frequently used when describing the coastal views. The interior is a bit ordinary, except for the Dudley Peninsular. There you have rolling green hills, high views over the Backstairs Passage over to the mainland, but if you want to get some nice aerial shots with your drone, forget it. They are banned everywhere on KI.
There was not a huge amount of wildlife. I think the fire and drought has taken its toll, and even though things are recovering, the wildlife still needs a little more time (and a lot less roadkill). It could also be the season. We’re in the middle of autumn, so a lot of the reptiles will be slowing down, birds migrating, mammals keeping warm by the fire, you know, that sort of thing.
We had more overcast days than sunny, and the last two weeks we got a decent amount of rain. so much so that our floor mat ended up in the river. It was windy most days and cool, but not cold enough to stop us having fun on and in the water. We fished enough to realise we know nothing about fishing, but we do want to learn. We met a lot of nice people while on the island and look forward to keeping in touch with them.
Overall, we thoroughly enjoyed our time on Kangaroo Island, and would recommend it as a holiday destination. Not everyone can stay six weeks as we did but do stay as long as you can. With the ferry trip being the most expensive per kilometre in Australia and one of the most costly in the world, you’ll want to get a return on your investment. It cost us a tad under $900.00 return (but we have a big rig, fourteen metres,) for a round trip of ninety minutes. That’s $10.00 per minute.
So give yourself at least a week, this will allow you to see all the highlights, Seal Bay, Remarkable Rocks, Cape Du Couedic, Lashmar Conservation Park and flinders Chase National Park, to name but a few. But, more importantly, give yourself time to stop. Take in the salt air. De-stress, unwind and just…breathe.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
Part Four – Stokes Bay & Chapman River
Australia’s most beautiful beach? Well, it is quite lovely, and very unique. The bay is divided by a headland; one side the beach is more rocky than it is sandy, the other is mostly soft white sand, but the only way from one side to the next is by going through the headland; pretty cool huh?
But I’m not sure about the most beautiful beach title. Still, I don’t know what the voting criteria is, so I won’t disrespect the judgment. Whether you think it’s the most beautiful beach in Australia or not, I’m sure you will agree that it is a great place to visit.
Peter took the opportunity to do a spot of kayak fishing on the bay. I sent him off with this simple request, “Bring me a good sized flathead back.”
So, Peter came home with a good catch of Wrasse, when I asked about my flathead, this is what he said.
“I hadn’t been out there long when I got a good strong bite. I pulled it straight in and it was a big flathead. I thought, Jo’ll love this. Feeling pretty good about my catch I killed it, gutted it, thought I’d better wash it and…well, lets just say, it was pretty keen to go home.”
The best ‘The one that got away story.’ I’ve heard for a while.
There’s another council campground here, no potable water, dump point or showers. But there were toilets and a coffee shop. There were also a lot of Kangaroos (the most we’ve seen since we arrived here) Tamar Wallaby’s (the cutest things you ever will see) and koalas. So…who needs water?
KI Kangaroos are smaller, darker in colour and with a longer coat than many of the mainland Kangaroos. We didn’t see many of them (not counting roadkill) until we reached stokes Bay.
The Tammar is one of the smallest wallaby’s and it has to be one of the cutest. With a longish grey/brown coat, big dark eyes and eyelashes to die for, these shy little critters are a pleasure to see.
We’ve seen so many Koalas while exploring South Australia, and Stokes Bay on KI was no different. We had a group of four koalas in the gum trees around our camp spot. I Never get tired of seeing these in the wild, even though some of these koalas look a bit…weird.
I was very excited to see this next bird, it’s a Hooded Plover, it’s estimated that there are only 700 to 800 of these in all of South Australia. I saw two in fact, and one juvenile. This little bird is one of Australia’s most threatened beach nesting birds. Their chicks have one of the lowest survival rates of all birds, so they are really doing it tough. I didn’t get too close to them, and they’re really fast, so the images aren’t great, but good enough. This link will tell you more if you’re interested. https://cdn.environment.sa.gov.au/landscape/docs/ny/hooded-plovers-yp-beaches.pdf
One of my favourite guls has become the Pacific gul, they’re a big bird, about three times the size of the common silver gul. We’ve seen quite a few of them, and I was lucky enough to see this one find a meal, and of course there are a few more birds to see as well.
While here, we took the opportunity to drive to King George and Snellings Beach and explore the Western River Cove area. We had a great day out, and both agreed that if we could have taken the caravan, we would have been happy to stay at Western River Cove.
From Stokes Bay, we made our way back to the Dudley Peninsula. We had a couple of nights at the Seafront caravan park in Penneshaw, where we had a great spot overlooking the ferry terminal and the Backstairs Passage (the strait between the island and the mainland). This gave us plenty to look at while we waited for the many, many loads of washing to be done. I even got to touch the full moon with my fingertip.
From there we headed to the Lashmar Conservation Park, and our campsite at Chapman River.
We absolutely loved our stay at Chapman River. The Chapman is only about 3klm in length. It starts inland, and runs out to Antechamber Bay, which is a beautiful stretch of beach. We made good use of the kayaks, did a spot of fishing, and just enjoyed the ambience.
The Chapman is a great river to explore, and when it’s calm, the reflections are amazing. Always one to really explore, Peter even managed to guide us up a storm outlet. Oh the fun. 🙂
We had five nights at Chapman River – but I think we’ll be back.
See you out there somewhere
On tow and on the go!
