Monday had arrived, time to pack up again and move north
towards Cairns. More instructions from Hans were followed and we managed to
avoid the toll tunnel and toll bridge and sail right along the riverfront past
the Brisbane CBD, without encountering too many stop-starts at traffic lights
along the way.
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Dirk sailing through Brisbane |
In our favour was the fact that it was the Diamond Jubilee
holiday in honour of Mrs Windsor, so traffic was light. Soon enough we were on
the highway to Gympie, motoring along with a nice steady tailwind. At the
Glasshouse Mountains we took a scenic side tour which was very nice. We also
saw our first pineapple plantations there.
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Morning tea among the Glasshouse Mountains |
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Mount Tibrogargan and, incidentally, the first pineapples we have seen |
At Maroochydore we took a second but
much less successful side trip and wasted much time without seeing much of
interest. Finally we got to Gympie where we went around the block a bit to get
to a petrol station.
From there it was only a small distance to Gin Gin. Just
north of the town was a free camping spot where we were going to try our hand
at free camping. We had finally gotten into warmer country, we had everything
we needed on board, and it was time to cut the umbilical cord to caravan parks.
Well, it was the best initiation into free camping we could have gotten. The
area was huge – a couple of football fields at least, and there were at least
30 vans there when we arrived in the late afternoon. With so much space we
found ourselves a nice spot not too close to anybody else, on a lawn-like
meadow, under shady but not limb-dropping trees. The sunset was marvellous and
the temperatures were such that we could sit outside, glass of wine in hand,
and watch the gathering darkness roll on.
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Top spot at Gin Gin: our first free camp |
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Sun setting |
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Watching the sunset. Note wine glass |
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...and the light just faded away... |
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