So, a couple of sunny days in Springbrook. We numbered ten in all, with five cars, and set up camp across three sites. The sun blazed hot, despite occasional bouts of rain, but some of our number were slow to put on the sunscreen while we put up the tents, and they paid the price with red shoulders and necks. However, camp was soon complete, so Jon and Adrian kindly took all the solar showers down to the local water supply to be filled. It was a good fifty or sixty metres, so naturally, they drove.

Unfortunately, our shower turned out to have holes bottom and top, but thanks to the usual massive level of redundancy in our group, it wasn’t a huge problem.

Special mention must go to Adrian and Jo for the gazebo, without which we would have been struggling for shade, and to Jon and Kelli for the very handy shower cubicle. Only issue with the latter, though, was that after the first shower, the floor became a little muddy, so next time a mat will be in order.

The site was a recently-established one, and appears to have been a paddock previously, so there really weren’t any trees to speak of, and hence no shade that we didn’t provide ourselves. Between the annexes and sunrooms on our tents, and the aforementioned gazebo, though, shade was reasonably good. Might need another tarp next time, for that afternoon sun, though.

Holly happily trapsed between the sites, and Simon practiced his walking by holding onto people’s knees and trotting around the picnic mat.  He isn’t walking without support yet, but it won’t be long…

Without going into too much further detail, the rest of the trip involved more waterfalls, more lookouts, and intermittent icecreams from the local shop, which, having something of a monopoly, charged pretty much whatever they wanted. However, it was hard to begrudge a little profiteering when it meant fighting the heat with yet another round of pine-lime splices and golden gaytimes.