Downpour

I walked to Lexie’s on the Beach for coffees. While waiting, I noticed some attractive features on the old change rooms, while a ship sailed through the breakwater.

There is an off leash area of parkland just outside the caravan park. Bluey jumped up on the sandstone block to take in his surroundings.

We went to visit our friend Jo, who lives in Newcastle. She cooked us lunch, and Bluey enjoyed his portion. On our way back to camp, we refuelled the Toyota and bought groceries to refuel us.

Distant thunder rumbled during the afternoon, but BOM radar indicated the cell was skirting around us. We stopped to take a couple of photos across the Hunter River, but in hindsight, we should have gone straight back to our van.

As we were driving off, there was a very heavy downpour. Anita reached a raincoat for me to slip on before coming through the access gate to the caravan park as I had to open the driver’s window to punch in our access code. Fortunately, another camper had closed our van door, but rain was coming in the open roof hatch. We mopped it up and put some bedding through the clothes dryer in the laundry. This section of roadway in the park was flooded, but the water soon drained away.

We ran the diesel heater for a short time to help get rid of the dampness. Tilly was a bit spooked, having been alone in the van during heavy rain, with some of it falling on her.