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First night

We decided to get off to a fast start and cut 130kms off the next day by spending the first night at Whistlers Rest our country retreat.  The night was chilly but we found winter warmth by the fire.


  1. No shortage of logs out there ..... Looking forward to trekking along with you.

  2. It does look warm and cosy. It is even cold up here.

  3. Ooo you have a fire in the shed.
    How's Whistler's Rest coming along?

    1. It's coming on great. We have had some extensions as well as the fireplace and put in a proper bed so is quite perfect for camping out now. Pop over to the blog and you will see how it's grown.

    2. I forgot all about that blog!
      I shall love catching up.


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