Windy weather and visitors

Backtracking just a little...
Awoke to a glorious morning,in the wildlife van park and decided today was the day I should attempt to drive the Manna House for the 1st time (actually Marnie insisted) We figured, with a large, flattish oval at my disposal, it might be a good place to start, and it was. I managed a few circuits without tipping it over and got bold enough to drive it to the caravan park office, then handed over to Marnie for the trip to Husky.

What a beautiful caravan park, with great views of the beach....roooly noice, but just how windy can it get? It hasnt stopped blowing a howling gale since we got here. Beginning to feel more than a little windswept. One good thing about the big blow, it dried our washing very quickly. We pushed about 10 kilos of dirty clothes into the machine then hung out 50 items with 10 pegs! it tied itself in knots instantly but almost dried in an hour.

Being in such a beautiful spot but unable to enjoy it, makes for a frustrating time. Walking anywhere gets us almost airbourne. We did have a stroll into Huskisson yesterday for coffee and provisions. Thankfully it is only about 500 meters and we managed to stay anchored to the ground. Also spotted an Anglican church we decided to visit the next day(Sunday)

We are really getting some rhythm going now. Learing to do the Manna House shuffle. Our abode is so compact that in order to get to something, another item needs to be moved, so its 2 things out, one down then 2 back. It could be the beginning of a new dance craze! Not daunted by the wind, Marnie is inside, painting a water colour of a photo she took at dusk last night.

After 2 blowy days, the wind has become a breeze and we can at last enjoy the surroundings. John and

Trish arrived safetly and we enjoyed a great BBQ dinner. Next day we went 4 wheel driving in their super dooper Prado (with snorkle). This is a very strange passtime. It's the fine art of finding joy being tossed around as if in a cement mixer. At least that's how it seems from the back seat! That aside, we did eventually find what we were looking for....Swan Lake. Not a dance, but a lake with thousands of black swans. Got our picnic stuff out and ...yes...the heavens opened.

We spotted a cute mummy possum in the BBQ area of the van park, while enjoying our BBQed Prawns.
It had a sad and hungry look, so we fed it strawberries and I swear it smiled at us. There went our dessert, but the wildlife was happy!

John and Trish are leaving today (Tues). We had an appointment with the Winnebago people in Nowra,

to fix our plumbing problems, so dropped the Manna house off and went to Gerroa fishermans club for lunch, overlooking the beautiful 7 mile beach, with J and T. (we do a lot of eating!) On the way back, John brought the Prado to a screetching halt and hung a leftie down an irrisitible looking narrow dirt track. Tossed around again, for a few kms, we arrived at a disappointing dead end and so... we tossed our way back to the main road. Well one never knows if there'll be something special to see down a narrow dirt track!

Arrived back to find the RV not quite ready. Ended up a total of 4 hours and we finally set of back to Husky.

Vicki