Sunday 19th February , Sleep at last at Anchor Belle on Phillip Island

At long last, we both slept through the night. The tent seems to be mossie proof, but that still didn't stop the buggers before we got in it and we're both scratching like we've got a bad case of lice. Still, the suns shining, the coffee's on and I got Lin, so alls right with the world. Bread, jam, shower and shave and its off down the beach once again. Now the walk may be about a mile and a bit, but the surf's warm, the suns beating down and Lin still thinks we can exchange the shells for gold, so the walk just flys by. In town we find a nice place to have a rest, coffee and a muffin. The towns only small, but seems to have all the right shops. I manage to find a hat at long last. (when I shake me head it resembles a snow storm) I understand me head can only get so crusty, then it cracks and me brains fall out!!!!!. Found a place where we bought a camping guide for Australia that shows the free camping sites. It bloody wants to, dam thing cost sixty bucks. At that price, I want it to phone ahead and tell em we're coming. Shopping done, it time for another walk along the beach. So I tie Lin's hands behind her back ( I can't afford a bigger trailer for the shells ) and we head back to the camp. Bangers and mash for tea tonight, got no masher, so its a bit of a challenge, nothing new there, and off we go. Didn't turn out to bad, got a glassy spud so had a few lumps and the sausages definitely weren't Richmond's,  but hay ho, when in Rome.... Tea over and the dishes done, we sit outside the tent and chill. Mistake. I didn't hear a dinner gong, but the bloody mossies did and its me and Lin on the menu. It's a big country and I think every mossie in it decided to take a lump out of us (I could almost hear the theme from dam busters as they took another pass ). Twenty minutes of swatting, slapping and scratching and we've had enough. into the tent, out with the spray. we're really gonna really feel it in the morning.


here come the piccies......

I miss my kids sooooooo much , but I actually do love this life. xxxxxx

The man and his hat. Meet 'Croc Indianna Dundee Smith' . Actually it suits him and we searched everywhere for one of these and finally we found one.