Our journey westward continued to Fowlers Bay, however, about 20km from Ceduna, cruising along at about 85km/h we heard and felt what we thought was a blowout. The driver’s side seemed a little saggy, so we pulled up to take a look, but no blowout. So on we went, although things just didn’t seem right. Aha, perhaps one of our rear suspension inflatables had blown - yes, it was the overnight, good news hopefully it’ll only be one night. Our part had to come from Adelaide by road and if we order by 2pm, 99 times out of 100, it’s there the next day and we can be on our way.
Ceduna is the sort of place you pass through on your way east or west, not much to do. Our caravan park isn’t much to speak of, we’re camped next to some cyclists making there way from Geelong to Broome to raise money for a village in Uganda. We met them in Streaky Bay - hopefully they won’t beat us out of here.
Our car left at the mechanic and us praying that our parts arrive, we set off to do some shopping. A pair of long awaited shoes for Jem and a much needed replacement pair of thongs for Rubes. A walk along the Jetty and all are ready for a milkshake or cool drink - coffee here is out of the question. Not that it can’t be purchased, just that neither of us is game to try. Instead we decide to wait till we return to the caravan to grind and brew our own. My good friend Jonnos and family, purchased for us, the Aeropress and a grinder, and I have been trying to perfect the brew. It’s definitely getting there.
An early phone call from the mechanic to say that all was done and I was on my way there. We were back on the road, and in less than 24 hours.
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