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Published: November 8th 2018
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Final night at my 1st Campsite a Shakespear Nation Park. Headed north in search of a campsite with more facilities such as a hot shower and a washing machine. Left about 9.30, filled up the van at Manly and bought sunscreen as I a was starting to look like a cooked lobster. Bought some bacon to supplement my pasta and sauce tonight; I finally finish the jar of pasta sauce tonight.
Set sat nav for Whangateau Holiday Park, and stopped off at a beach en route and took in the view and wrote my last blog.
I carried on my journey, thinking that I would go straight to the campsite but got side tracked when I saw a brown sign indicating a tourist attraction to a Pioneer Town. I parked up and found a walk which was signposted as 40 minutes. That’’ll do I thought, but first coffee and lunch.
I love how the local shops have everything in one place, they really are the hub of the community in the small placed. This local shop was a chip shop, coffee shop, post office, general store and had a good selection of artisan products as well.
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settled for coffee and basically breakfast in a bun, egg, bacon, hash brown and ketchup. I took a seat out side and took in the view and carried on reading my book. The book is s real page Turner and I cannot put it down; The Innocent Wife by Amy Lloyd, I would recommend it.
As I was finishing up lunch it looked like rain, the lady at the cafe confirmed my suspicions that the track I intends to walk was quite steep, not a good idea in the rain with my feet!
I headed of down the road to explore the village and saw what must be the world’s smallest library, it is very cute that the post box is a mixture version of the library.
It started to rain so I took shelter in he small wooden church until it eased of and carried on the museum. It is amazing how much risk previous generations took. The village was set up in 1800 something or other when about immigrants from Bohemia emigrated on the promise of free land. The had assumed that it would be cultivated farm land but it was in fact untouched bus which they had to clear in order to crops to feed themselves.
It is amazing to think that you would travel to the other side of the world based on a promise of land with no option to travel back hope if it did not work. It puts everything in perspective.
I had spent a couple of hours wandering by this stage so headed back to the shop in search of coffee and cake.
I got chatting to the lady at the counter and she recommended the rhubarb crumble, which was very good by the way. She came outside and we talked about my plans or lack of plans. She suggested visiting a place called Brick Bay.
Headed straight to the campsite and did a quick text when I got there, the place is immaculate. It was a pleasure to cook in a proper kitchen and tea was plentiful as I had the luxury if an electric kettle instead of my gas stove. I was so giddy with excitement I made 2 cups at a time to take back the van.
Enjoyed an evening in the comfort if the TV lounge writing my last blog.
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