Current location: Boydtown
11.11pm, Toasting marshmallows. I'm not sure I've ever done that at 11.11 before... Tonight I built my first ever bonfire on my own (Andy had to help a minimal amount when it nearly went out for the 4,000th time, but it was basically all me!).
We woke up in Adaminaby, our new fave town, and Mike the Mechanic got to work on Reggie the Kombi by about 7am. He managed to fix her, creating a makeshift cable out of goodness knows what, then we went to the lake, which houses 'Old Adaminaby'. This was where the town was until 1949, when they began flooding the town as part of the Snowy Mountains Hydro-Electric Scheme. The town got relocated to the current site (houses and all), and now people swim in the lake, with their old township beneath them, how bizarre! It's also home to the Big Trout, which we sat by this morning to eat our omelettes.
When we left, we drove through the beautiful Snowy Mountains towards the coast, stopping in Bega for a yummy, veggie lunch. Bega is famous for cheese, so we went to the cheese museum, and were a little underwhelmed, so kept driving to Merimbula, where we had a sit on the beach and watched over-competitive parents trying (and failing) to get their uninterested children interested in touch football.
We didn't really know where to stay that night, so we drove around a bit as it started to get dark, finally deciding on a little campsite in a tiny place called Boydtown (the 'town' consisting of a campsite and pub on the beach – my kind of town!). It was the only actual campsite we stayed in all week, and it was gorgeous. We built a fire (well, I built a fire), made dinner, toasted marshmallows and drank red wine. Totally perfect!
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