The Wind and Mount Gambier

Hello  I have mentioned the wind a few times in various posts and I know your thinking wind , big deal.  Wind has played such a big part on our trip that I would like to somehow with words give you the experience we have had with wind.    It seems that the wind has blown since we left home 4 weeks ago.  It is no ordinary wind it is  feirce, agressive and menacing.  It is persistant.  The wind you can hear whooshing along tearing through the trees and threatening to rip those big strong trees apart limb by limb. It swirls around WHOOSH. Its hits the caravan with an almighty thump, rocking it from side to side or one end to the other.  That wind sucks our canvas bed ends  in  then violently spits them back out again.  The wind gets  in your head via your ears and plays with your mentle state.  It alters they way we see what should be beautiful views.  IF the wind had a face it would  be dark gray with a deep menacing frown lines an angry mouth and evil dark dead eyes.  The wind it is bitterly cold and does not give up, it will not let you sleep.  The wind it blows at what seems full strength all night long.

Beachport

Beachport

Sink Hole Mount Gambier

Onto happier thoughts and experiences.  We left Robe today and called into the small town of Beachport just down the road.  It also was a lovely little seaside town, not as trendy and touristy as Robe.  The Red Elephants took the tourist drive around Beachport enjoying the views of the cliffs overlooking rock islands.  If it was a nicer day we would have had a dip in the salt lake.

Onwards we drove to Mount Gambier listening to Jimmy Barnes and singing along and then the stories of Specky McGee.  The Red Elephants travelled past low lying land at the end of the Limestone coast.  Many parts of the land was under water I am guessing this is not normal but part of the recent rains.  We passed by sheep farms and moo cows and one paddock that had a the baby cows huddled with their mothers.  Then there where pine plantations or as the junior Red Elephants call them Christmas tree farms.

Mount Gambier is a big inland  town.  We checked out the sink hole  in the middle of town.   It was not as gardeny as I had remembered seeing it on Better Homes and Gardens.  I mentioned this to a local lady who told me that was another sink hole and it had been vandalised the night before. She recommended not taking the Junior Red Elelphants there.  Who does this type of sensless things??  The Red Elephants  then  treated ourselves to a nice warm lunch in one of the cafes.  It is our anniversary after all.  We then visited the Blue Lake, it was blue and much bigger than I thought.  Actually there are a few Lakes around Mount Gambier all close together and easy to get to.  You can walk around the Blue Lake , but we chose to drive due to.....?  You guessed it the wind!!  Mount Gambier did not seem to be Caravan Friendly , we found it quite hard finding a place to park the Caravan while we had a look around.  By luck we found a carpark big  enough for the car and caravan  in the local Spotlight!!


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