Off again. No more bathrooms, no more ice in drinks, no more hot running water, no more big beds… Still always exciting to be up and doing, so after an early morning at Megan’s collecting and sorting out all our stuff. Saying a fond goodbye to Megan and Ashley, jumping for the last time into their lovely pool, we left Perth.
We had arranged to meet some friends we had met while travelling down in Victoria on the Great Ocean Road. They were a couple from Kalgoorlie, who were travelling in a very luxurious campervan, think truck. They had been staying at Aire River when we had been there, and we had shared a wonderful meal of rock lobster and fine wine and salad, one afternoon out of the blue. At the time they had just started their travels, and Butch was deciding if he liked it. Well, it was now 3 months later, and they were talking about doing more – it gets addictive like that. They were visiting their children in Perth, so we met up in the Swan Valley, at a vineyard for a spot of lunch, before the big drive up to Cervantes and the Pinnacles.
It was hot, hot, so we sat inside and enjoyed a tasting of 6 different wines while we lunched- all very civilised, we always seem to have such good meals with them.
Remembering an incident about me and having the right mug to drink tea out of, they had bought us beautifully wrapped gifts of stainless steel thermal cups, which we have been using ever since. We had nothing to offer them, but when the conversation turned to abalone (as it tends to), we discovered they had never had it, and having some ourselves we happily gave them some. They have been so friendly, it was great to be able to give them something to remember us by – even if it was a one footed slimy gastropod.
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