Geocaching Triumphs & Pancake Feasts

The sun-drenched expanse of Tall Timbers in the Town of Smithton unfolded before us, another free haven for our nomadic souls. RVs dotted the landscape, each one a story waiting to be unraveled. But for Anth, a different adventure thrummed in his veins. Geocaching, the thrill of the hunt, beckoned him onwards. Leaving a slightly weary Sal nestled in the bus, he vanished with a promise that echoed like the wind, "Back soon!"

Hours stretched into an eternity, the sun painting the sky in fiery hues. Just as Sal began to wonder if she'd been abandoned to pancake duty forever, a triumphant grin materialised in the doorway. 13 geocaching trophies adorned his pockets, six of them gleaming with the pride of being "first to find" - the first such discoveries in years! His legs, already weary from conquering The Nut, had devoured another 13 kilometers on this geocaching odyssey.

Back at camp, our trusty 'EverShower' became a sanctuary, washing away the dust and fatigue. Then came the ultimate test: could Sal's legendary banana choc-chip pancakes and protein ice cream live up to their mythical status? Anth, ever the charmer, laid down the gauntlet. And oh, how she delivered! The ensuing feast was a dessert symphony fit for royalty, banishing any lingering doubts about her culinary prowess.

Two days flew by in a whirlwind of work, chores, and whispered excitement. The West Coast of Tassie, a land of untamed beauty and untold adventures, called to us like a siren song. Soon, we would answer, leaving behind the comfort of Tall Timbers and venturing into the wild unknown. The next chapter awaited, its pages blank and brimming with possibility.Read more