See.. less than 30 seconds later and i am back..
Here a few more shots from Jamberoo...
oooo dear.. i can just see our posty headin down the street on this little number..
After we left the car show we headed up Jamberoo MT road to a neat lookout just a few k short of Robertson...
Magnificent view
Then on to Robertson Pie shop for lunch and on into town for a look around the antique shop.
Headed back down the mountain via Macqaurie pass...
The whole time cursing i wasnt riding the Norton.. what a playground for bikes.. I bet the ambos scrape at least 1 bike and rider a weekend up of these riding meccas
Back to camp in time for happy 5 hours... howling sou wester had us huddled in my annexe . occassionally the sun would come out and the wind would drop .. so we would spread out into the sun... only to be driven back in by the cold winds once the sun went behind the clouds.. this scenario was repeated hundreds of times around the vans over the weekend.
Blowy and occassionaly rainy conditions did not dampen the happy vanners enthusiasm. was great to get down on the rocks for a fish on Friday ( 4 fish) and saturday ( 1 fish).
immensley enjoyed another hilarious Thursday and friday evening in the "annexe of ill repute" which is attached to Geoff and Judes "Ritz"... The REAL one...
37 made the trip over to Oak Flats Bowlo for dinner on saturday night... nice meal .
Despite the blowy conditions all weekend and the heavy downpour friday night i think everyone enjoyed the weekend. Was good catching up with the regulars and nice meeting some of the "1st timers".
I would also like to thank the park managers for bunging on the saturday lunch sausage sizzle for the vintage vanners.
But i suppose the biggest thanks goes to Jude for her tireless efforts working with the managers and organising all of us onto our sites .. Much appreciate Jude.
Hell... My freshly finished van even passed the slot head screw inspection by the foundation member and president of the S.H.S society... the weekend was THAT good
I left about 8.30am on Monday.. all was sweet until around Narellan rd when i noticed a highway patrol car sitting just off my vans right tail light.. i waited for the inevitable... and it happened
... on came the lights and sirens ...
... GULP.. what have i done now.
I rolled to a stop and started scrounging for my license.. i turned back to the drivers side window to find the officer crouched down beside the door ready for a chat..
He went on to yarn to me about seeing me a fortnight ago heading south ( i went to Melbourne in the p[anno with box traler on behind and bought 2 old pommy bikes) ...but he couldnt catch me.. ( GULP AGAIN).. apparently he was about to set sail after me for a chat but had to call it off as he picked up on speeding car heading the other way.
He has 2 EHs .. 1 is powered by a 5 litre fuel injected V8 ... other is a stock sedan... a leg in both camps!!
Turns out he knows the Tickos and was in the Illawarra car club for a while. Man wasnt i relieved when he said goodbye and wished me a safe run home... if only all my previous encounters with the law where that jovial... i would be a whole lot happier ... and richer.
Got home a bit after lunchtime... unpacked and gave the car and van a good wash to get 5 days of salt air and spray off them before putting them to bed.
Had a ball... thanks to everyone for the great company.. you vintage vanners sure are a different breed... and i mean that in the nicest way.
Reddo