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There was still no relief from the hoards of Grey Nomads.  The caravan parks were crowded with hundreds of vans.  I'm taking you further west tomorrow. We booked ahead to be sure to secure a spot.


  1. I find it an oxymoron (is that the right word). People go camping to get away from it all but end up living closer to their neighbours than if they stayed at home.

    1. This comment had me thinking most of the day. So what is the attraction? Here are some thoughts.
      * you might be closer to the neighbours but you don't have to get on with them beyond a day or two.
      * you meet new neighbours every day and that is part of the fun
      * campers are a generally courteous lot so beyond initial greetings on setting up camp and more conversations if you find you enjoy each others company people pretty much keep to themselves.
      * the get away is about having a different view from the kitchen window .. even if that view is a host of caravans.

  2. When we visited Adels Grove in NW QLD last year I was also surprised by how many grey nomads made it out there. Some of their set ups were quite complex. Is this really 'downsizing'?

    1. Lots of them a living in their vans for months on end so I can understand their desire for some comforts ... but I would hate to have to tow it.

  3. What Diane said. :)

    Happy travels...

    1. The travel is actually over ... I am taking weeks to report it though. Will be going until nearly Christmas.


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