Seymour

Today’s the day, and in true Zohar style the Zo-Mobil didn’t hit the road until 3pm, which is stupid on so many levels - especially with the number of schools we have in our immediate vicinity.

We got to spend last night with my family and today we said goodby to our kids (who probably breathed a sigh of relief that we were finally gone!).

Last minute packing today and we hit the road - the two of us and our beautiful spoodle, Cadbury. In typical Melbourne fashion, the skies opened up just as we waved goodbye and the rain did not stop until we’d left the city behind.

Given how late it was we decided to just drive the two hours to Seymour. The drive was uneventful and we spilled out of the car to explore our lovely campsite, complete with an old relic of a bridge, on the banks of the Goulburn River.

Inside the caravan we are toasty warm with our new diesel heating, as we watch the last weak rays of the sun disappear.

A piping hot dinner of lamb shanks and vegetables magically appeared - thanks to a little bit of prep this morning at home, and our trusty thermal pot. Always a godsend on day one of any journey.

Time to chill this evening, watch a bit of ABC - it is Monday night after all! I’m not sure I can stay awake for long as I’ve felt tired all afternoon (lucky Gadi was driving!),

Lessons learnt on day 1

1. Whatever time the Zohars’ think they will leave for a road trip, add on another two hours for good measure

2. I already know I took too many clothes

3. Very thankful we had diesel heating installed this year!Read more