After our morning cup of tea, we put a load of washing on in the camp laundry. Anita toddled off to soak in the thermal pools, while I coerced Bluey into walking with me to buy coffee.
As soon as Site 2 was vacated, I moved us from the muddy Site 140. There is a patch of grass next to us which is officially Site 1. Park staff rarely allocate this site because so many idiots ignore, or don’t see, two “no right turn” signs, which can result in large vans driving over tents or other gear on Site 1. Bluey likes to pee on Site 1 as there are no prickles – just grass.
I did have a soak in the 39°C pool, but don’t really like sitting in a large hot bath with strangers, many of whom want to chat.
We spent time considering which shore excursions we want to do on our ocean cruise in September. To make our bookings we will have to register our preferences at 5am on the designated day.
I went for a walk leaving both critters at home. There are lots of big things in Moree, such as this park with over 200 cabins, 141 caravan sites and grass camping areas. The bus stop outside the park is also big.
Nextdoor there is a business that sells big agricultural equipment.
Across the A39 there is a big collection of silos.
Yesterday we saw hundreds of large round bales of cotton waiting to be packed into 40 foot shipping containers, which will then be hauled to the Port of Brisbane. They were too far away for a good photo, but here is a file photo.
A nearby tavern has what it calls The Big Plane! This plane was delivered to Australia in 1945 and was used by the RAAF until 1975, when it was converted to a civilian aircraft and handed over to the PNG Defence Force. In 1992 a RAAF pilot was flying the plane when it developed a major oil leak in the port engine. He landed it safely.
After repairs in 1993 the plane was flown to Cairns then to Moree. The Moree Regional Airport is near the tavern so it was easily towed to the tavern where three cranes lifted it onto foundations at the tavern as a tourist attraction.
Bluey and Tilly have been spending time close to each other without Tilly getting narky with him. They were cuddled up on my lap when I took these pics.
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