As we packed up at home we discovered Tilly has not been using her clean kitty litter for about five days. She has been outside a couple of times most days, but not often enough to explain the clean kitty litter. At least in the car and caravan we will know if she uses either of the clean kitty litters. I should have left a little of the used litter to mix with the new, as we had issues with her using kitty litter when she first arrived as a kitten. That was solved when I got a handful of litter her mother had used and mixed it with the new.
I dropped Bluey at the groomer and he was ready to be picked up an hour later. On the way home I left four bags of clothing with Sue as she offered to take them to the Op Shop for me. We hooked up the Bushtracker and picked up our beautifully groomed Bluey with the caravan attached. We were on the road by 10.15.
We drove through Canungra and Beaudesert before our first stop at Aratula. It is easy to park opposite the bakery where for $16 Anita bought a pie, a toasted ham and cheese sandwich, hot chocolate and coffee, suggesting inflation hasn’t reached Aratula. We sat on the veranda with Bluey enjoying our lunch.
Our drive up and through Cunningham’s Gap was without any delays. We took the slightly shorter route via Freestone, and drove through Warwick continuing in a westerly direction on the Cunningham Hwy, stopping at the Gore Roadhouse parking area. Without realising it we both walked through a patch of dry cement, getting it on our shoes and trousers. The Cement Mills Mine is nearby so trucks carting dry cement probably stop at the roadhouse.
We refuelled at Inglewood and decided to stop for the night at the Yelarbon Recreation Ground, where a powered site cost us $20. This facility is run by volunteers, but I think this sign should read Volunteers Clean This Facility.
The few buildings have been relocated from an old railway station. We are parked next to a small museum with a bushranger mural. The main building is in the process of being reclad.
There is a workshop, collections of old tools and machinery, and railway carts.
I took Bluey for a “walk” to view the silo artwork – that is I walked carrying him most of the way. As we passed an old bicycle a ute driver tooted and I thought it was because I was carrying Bluey. On the return walk I spotted this dead snake beside the bicycle. Now I am wondering if the ute driver was trying to warn me about the snake being run over and thrown off the road by another car.
Artwork on the eight silos is impressive, but the nearby buildings are derelict.
On our return walk this large cloud was threatening rain, but we only had a light sprinkle when we first arrived. We did not drive through any rain all day.
We had dinner in the van, fed the critters then settled down in front of the TV.
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