Wanting to catch up with the Picasa albums I am putting numbers 49 & 50 into this post. I need to say a bit more about Jubb Road. Reflecting about it, and about how we decided to leave.
After looking at the pictures in https://picasaweb.google.com/105183160149035139526/Walkabout49212JubbRdNovember?authuser=0&feat=directlink you might be struck by the idyllic vibe of the place. And idyllic it was and gave us space to do a lot of soul work as well as other work. We gave serious thought to what we are doing. Should we head for Safety Beach and call this rondlopery/wandering off? Settle down and start being normal? I couldn’t see it at all to be honest. This feels like the way of our life. I had a little breast scare, was expecting to be told the worst after the ultrasound and that sort of focused my mind. Especially as I had to pay $50 so called co-payment. Such rubbish Tony Abbott speak… makes me furious, but the medical services have been so good to me I seldom complain. Anyway I have not had the phone call so assume that I am all clear to go on travelling. We started to feel as if Jubb Road was home and it almost felt dangerous.
We did break the mould and marketed in Mandurah, and Canningvale. Mandurah was a lovely experience, except we got there nearly 3 hours too early. There are some pictures that tell that story of how we used the time. https://picasaweb.google.com/105183160149035139526/Walkabout50LeavingJubbRoadToGoToMarinupViaBuffaloPoint?authuser=0&feat=directlink.
We also stopped at a garage sale where the all-over tattooed owners were sitting on their verandah smoking and coughing at 6am. We bought a couple of interesting bits off them but they had a display of knives and krises and kerises that would have been tempting if they had not had big money on them and if they had not been tourist stuff that they had been suckered into. We didn’t tell them that, just bought what we could afford and was authentic. They started off the experience by having a huge argument between themselves, Al asked what they wanted for the cigarette lighters, “Couple of bucks each” said the old guy at which his wife screeched out something like “Not on your f…g life! At least 5-7 bucks each, stupid bugger hasn’t woken up yet!! cough cough splutter… and on she went. Anyway she found her smiling face eventually and opened the shed to reveal a shrine to Elvis (over priced to blazes) and a few other precious items. Nothing for us, we have already been burnt believing that anything Elvis is saleable. Got rid of the last 5 books at a cut rate price to an enthusiast, the first for many months!
So still in search of a rideable wave we headed for Buffalo point after Herron Point where the caretaker told us that his job was being advertised. We thought about applying, it is a lovely spot with toilets and non-potable water, a small salary and perks. Anyway we had already decided that we didn’t want to get stuck anywhere, there is still too much of Australia to see. Buffalo Point was a non-starter, nowhere to camp near the beach just a parking lot and behind that Conservation Park and no dogs. So we headed for Marinup where it is free and has a good drop loo but no waves. We have lots of water and then there is the forest. It has rained since we got here, lovely and cool but Bella is getting a bit restless.
Swings and roundabouts abound in our life and Al still hasn’t had a surf but the forest camps tend to be free. We also got so fed up with our technology, all supplied by Telstra, that we have started again and have found cheaper ways to do it with better technology, still with Telstra who are the only people who have decent coverage over the whole country, in other words, a monopoly. Let’s hope it continues to deliver, it has been a source of great frustration. We head for Mandurah market again on Saturday towing the caravan and then down to Busselton where we had to apply, provide pictures of our wares and then wait for an OK. At least they didn’t have to wait 2 weeks for a committee meeting like they did in Katherine!
We head south after that and hope to see much more of SW WA before we head to Perth again for antique fairs in January. Then onwards across the Nullarbor to Adelaide to see Christine (Al’s sister), Melbourne to meet up with Bhaskar and Vidula (friends from my Swaziland days) then on to Coffs Harbour to meet up with Ruth who is on her way to OZ and celebrate my birthday in the bosom of my family.
Imagine the logistics in planning this trip to optimise our time playing tourist, finding markets/fairs and making the 5000kms (plus detours for touristing) west to east of Australia.
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