23/05/16 The weather continued to be cold and wet, and a strong wind front added to the general gloominess. We spent four days in the small town of Millicent, not doing much at all; a little sightseeing, but basically just resting up and catching up with stuff that needed doing.
On one of the days, we took a drive to the nearby towns of Southend and Beachport, to see the impressive rugged shoreline at Cape Buffon (Canunda National Park) and Beachport Conservation Park. The Southern Ocean, fanned by the very blustery onshore winds, was running big and just hammering the limestone cliffs.
At one stage, Di got out of the car and walked a short way up the road to take some shots of birds that she’d spotted. Still inside the warm car, I could see light rain starting to fall and was tooting the horn for her to come back. But her blood lust was high; she had her quarry in sight. Suddenly, the light sprinkle of rain became a torrential ten-second squall that soaked her to the bone before she could get back to the car. She reckoned the discomfort was worth it, though, because the birds turned out to be Red-necked Avocets that she had been seeking for some time and they were with some other new birds, Banded Stilts. No doubt about it; these twitchers take their role seriously.
During our layover, I did some general maintenance on the van. Di was on the phone at one stage and looked up to find me dismantling the sliding door to the ensuite. I hadn’t set out to do that but sometimes you have to do six other things just to be able to get at the one thing you intend to do. While I was working on that, some other little things became apparent, like random screws that had worked loose and needed re-tightening and things that had shifted a little out of position. With the constant movement and vibration, it pays to keep a general eye on all the things so the little things don’t end up becoming bigger things.
Same with the Landy. We’re slowly working our way north to Adelaide for its next regular service in a week’s time, and to have an annoying fault light looked at that I suspect is caused by a faulty pre-tensioner on my seatbelt. The experts can sort that out. I’ll get back to reassembling the sliding door.
“The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that, when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong, it usually turns out to be impossible to get at and repair.” – Douglas Adams