Well, on Monday 20th, we arranged a tow-truck to take the Van to the RACQ garage to be fixed. Al hopped in and the bloody thing started!! So, I had to cancel the tow-truck and he drove it to the garage, where they spent time going over it and couldn't find anything wrong.
So, when he returned I said, "We're going home!! God only knows what will happen next and the further we are from home, the further to get it towed."
HE was all for going on, so I said, "Put me on a bus."
Anyway, we packed up the trailer and the Van ready for a get-away in the morning. The next morning of course!! the damn thing wouldn't start. Eventually, after a lot of coughing and back-firing, and stopping, we got underway, me terrified that it would stop and never go again, somewhere on the highway.
We had to stop for petrol halfway to Rockhampton, and I was amazed it actually started again.
Made it to Dululu, a free camp for the night, and met more nice people. Richard and Jenny were parked next to us. Had a nice chat and they helped out with fresh water.
Wednesday morning and the van wouldn't even turn over, let alone start. Al wandered over to the Dululu Hall which was being perpared for painting, to ask the young chap if he'd give us a jump-start. Anyway, one of the locals came over and tried to jump-start for ages but no-go. So, he towed Al around and around, coughing and back-firing and carrying on for ages, and eventually it went - sort of.
We made it with a few scary misses, me thinking we were going to be stuck, all the way back down to Monto, where we had to stop for petrol. It did start again which was a big relief!
Finally made it home back to Degilbo around 2:10 pm. A good time to be able to unpack and sort out before dark.
I'm not intending to go away any time soon!!!
Besides it's so cold all over Australia at the moment - not good for tenting when you're not the fittest.
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