Day 4: A cold night in Dubbo

Today started off with a sprinkle which we thought would soon go away. So we packed up – a quick job as we had not unhitched the caravan the night before. Off we went from Narrandera north to West Wyalong where we had morning tea

Joke enjoying coffee and a Raspberry and White Choc Chip Muffin

West Wyalong from the tearooms

 and a bit of a walk around town. I counted 5 pubs and 2 banks in one block. Then on to Forbes: our lunch destination. Well, we were only just under way when the rain came back. This time it stayed with us all the way to Dubbo. It was real weather of Pock (liberally translated from my Dad’s Dutch pokkenweer): light rain, heavy rain, low cloud, misery.

Our lunch venue in Forbes

Lunch in Forbes was OK, we opened up the caravan, turned on the gas, heated up the soup and lunch was served. 

De Havilland Vampire bomber in Forbes

   

After lunch we drove on through Parkes (got a glimpse of the radio telescope through veils of rain) and finally got to Dubbo where we are now situated in a very basic caravan park right next to a shopping centre, and next to the Macquarie River, also prone to flooding. The friendly caravan park man explained that in the last flood the office had been in about 50cm of water. It was on the first floor! What is this fascination with floods in country New South Wales??

Despite the very best efforts of our little heater, it is getting colder by the minute and the only solution to that is to dive under the winter doona. And to think that we had wondered whether it was worth taking along.......