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Published: August 18th 2010
We woke this morning to it pouring with rain and found ourselves packing up a wet caravan.
Had a massive head wind as we headed to Port Augusta and went thru 90 litres for only 450k!
Called into Wilmington for lunch after Judy & Mal had said it was a good lunch spot.
Best home made pies i have ever had, Trace hasnt been crook after the Chicken so it must have been good too.
We have pulled into Woomera for the night, this is where they used to do the missile launches, place looks like a ghost town.
Blowing a gale, rain clouds look like they have passed.
Once again the grey Nomads have accepted us into their club with the Aussie salute being used everywhere.
We seem like we are the only caravaner's heading north.
We have only had the one comment on the "Just Married" sign on the van from some truckie, they also must be only used to the oldies on the road, one went passed then gave Tracey a wolf whistle over the UHF radio
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