Our pack up this morning was slow as I dried some of the awning panels in the sun – yes sun after more overnight rain. It took a while for us to work out why no water would flow through the taps when using tank water. You guessed it, one tank was dry. We were both sure our two non potable water tanks had been topped up at the Gold Coast. Problem easily solved.
Our final problem was the dump site was blocked. Of course I only discovered this after carting the cassette 100m up the road. Fortunately the showground has a dump site we could use.
We breakfasted at Press again. Blue was laying on my Beccy jacket because I forgot his mat. He was at eye level with another table occupied by two women, seated on the lower level. He remained polite and resisted eyeing off their meals or going through his tongue flicking routine at the smell of coffee.
We had to park down near the historic railway bridge, because most streets in the Dubbo CBD are angle parking, not an option with a caravan attached. I didn’t realise the rusty bridge is still used to carry trains. The Sydney Harbour Bridge has a team of painters working on it full time. The railway bridges in rural Australia need a little of that attention.
We only had a short drive to the small village of Ballimore for an evening concert at the Hair of the Dog Inn. There is a welding business next door and a silo opposite, but no other retail outlets.
We parked on open ground opposite the pub and enjoyed the Amber Lawrence concert from the comfort of our caravan – we had bought tickets so we’re not free loading. Tilly could not keep her eyes open!
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