We’re on the countdown to another family adventure.
This time we’re headed to the tip!
Cape York Peninsula!
As a family we’ve only been as far as Lakefield, so I’m super excited!
We’re currently sorting our camp gear, as we’re going back to basics!
After being spoilt with a caravan the past year, I’m really looking forward to the simplicity of bush camping again.
Though it’s not nearly rough.
We’ve got Engels and burners, gazebo and awning, and our old hut shower, so we’re certainly not going without.
We’ll be in a tent, on stretchers, which is great as conditions pending, we’ll have the option to sleep alfresco.
And they’re great stretchers, a far cry from what I remember using as a kid.
We did a lot of bush camping, and our stretcher was quite the luxury. If you could shotgun it first!
I tried to google one, no luck.
But imagine if you will, a folding stretcher bed thing. 3 sections. Metal frame, legs, with 4 cog like hinges of pinchy death at the joints.
The laying part, was brown and white shiny cold plastic strips.
Like a weaving of 70’s plastic straws! Again, pinchy.
But comfy, so long as the strips stayed together. Which became less & less in the many years we owned this bed.
Getting to the comfy stage could be a little tricksy.
Click click click, perfect relaxing foot elevation.
Click click click click click, bugger too far with the head elevation.
So it was click click click click till folded flat, only then could you revert back to the beginning in one click free swoop, and click click click to the correct angle.
Repeat this process as many incredible annoying times as necessary.
And again when some smart Alec would come by and click you up a notch.
Alternatively, you could click click both ends into a teepee of sorts, and you had a cubby!
The picture with this yarn is of one of our camps in the Northern Territory, back in 80-something. Old school nil sun protective blue tarp and all! You can see my sisters on said camp stretcher bed, and matching chair!
This pic is roughing it!
So yeah, this trip we’re not exactly roughing it, but we’re going simple, and easy, which will allow us to access out of the way camping spots, and I love it already!
As any camper with a brain and a memory would, I do have the Bathurst Bay story in my mind, where a crocodile came out of the ocean, walked into a camp and grabbed a man THROUGH HIS TENT! The grandma sprung into action jumping on the croc, distracting it enough to let the Bloke go, then it grabbed her, dragging her toward the water, when her husband shot it!
So I’m thankful for our fancy stretchers, and will definitely be ensuring there’s some form of barrier between our camp and any water source!
I’m picturing the camps they have in Africa to keep lions out!
Could be quite time consuming to do at each camp however.
And I’m going to do what I’ve always wanted to do, and travel blog this trip.
I do it for every trip I know, but I’m planning on keeping this series honest.
There’s so many travel blogs out there on traveling with kids. Tips & tricks & advice galore.
But there’s bugger all about traveling with teenagers.
Real teenage girls no less.
So that’s my plan.
I’ve cut the fights and tantrums, bitchiness & eye rolls from all our previous adventures.
You’d never know that Disney Land wasn’t always the happiest place on earth, or that the food in Fiji could make people cry, that Dan tried to touch a Bison in Yellowstone, or that we’ve pulled over in every country we’ve been to, and threatened to leave at least 1 child behind.
I’ve kept the honest account of events in my head. But never on paper.
This time, I think it’s time.
2 teenage girls roughing it to the tip, no wifi in sight, 1 adult girl ruefully working, keeping house & pets.
2 parents with various different ideas, opinions & beliefs on what warrants pulling over to get a photo of.
5 other families with little ones.
I reckon that’s a tale with great entertainment potential.
And great learning potential for other families out there, who’ve past the little stage, and are currently dancing with the devil through the oft hellish landscape that is teenage hood!
Crikey I’m excited!!!