Friday, April 26, 2024

Day Seven - Friday 26th April - Melrose Campground SA Laundry and rock climbing.....

With great glee we headed off to the showers and emerged smelling sweet and feeling fabulous. We do have a shower in the caravan but figured we might as well avail ourselves of all the amenities. I know it's not fascinating but a trip to the laundry provided much entertainment this morning. We made the acquaintance of the campground owner due to the stupidity of a camp-user who put FOUR times the amount of laundry detergent in one of the two washing machines. The result was so many suds that the washing machine went bananas and he had to extract the suds and the very sudsy clothes from the machine. Suds everywhere! We had a chat about the joys and downfalls of running a Campground. For example he installed 5 fire pits around the area and within two weeks they were stolen. Not good. You always seem to meet interesting people in the laundry. I had a lovely chat with a woman who had an unsuccessful hip replacement but is fronting up for a knee replacement next week! And we shared our experiences of babysitting grandchildren - always fascinating Once we'd taken care of the housework - ie one minute to sweep the caravan floor - we headed off foe the Monument and Nature Trail Walk.
It was a big test for those of us with new walking boots as the paths were very rocky and rough in parts. But an uphill ascent to the Monument commemorating locals lost in the Great War was situated at the top of a steep hill. Apparently they built another one commemorating WW11 on the flats in town as it wasn't possible for many older people to access this cenotaph! Who thought it was a good idea to place it on top of a huge hill I wonder?! We wandered along the Nature Trail admiring the tall gums and the hills and dales.....and providing words of encouragement to some of the mountain bikers pedalling past us! The mountain bike trails are a mass of rocks, ruts, steep curves, sand and rough terrain. In many spots a fall off your bike means rolling down a steep ridge. Not a sport I'm thinking of taking up in the near future. A
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drink at the local cafe/bike shop completed a lovely afternoon. The cafe/bike shop is up for sale if anyone's interested?! We thought we'd celebrate a week of travelling with dinner at the Jacka Brother's Brewery. By the time we set off the wind was freezing so our going-out-to-dinner clothes were replaced by puffer jackets, beanies and gloves. We were concerned when we approached the Brewery to see lots of outdoor tables, but fortunately we were inside!The Brewery was a series of wonderful old mill buildings made from huge rocks, from the surrounding district I would imagine. A bottle of local red wine made in Melrose went down well as did the curries and tacos. Warmed up we headed back to the campsite but with no campfire headed for bed immediately to escape the chilly wind. And we needed the sleep to ensure we were in good shape for the next day and a walk up Mt. Remarkable. Your chilled but happy correspondent Dianne PS I have attempted to try and fix the formatting but apparently Mr Google is not interested at all. Any questions about the formatting are met with this statement 'This question is locked and replying has been disabled '!! Not helpful. Clearly Mr Google does not make enough money from Blogger so isn't interested in fixing it up. Now I've said that I may be disbarred from any further posts so if the blog stops here you'll know what happened!!! DA
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