Campers

Hey All;
We headed out of town this weekend for a camping trip deep into The Otways. Our companions were an old colleague (from PwC days) and his family. Being a regular contributor to 4WD and off-roading magazines, Rob's family were quite the outdoors folk. In the tent pitching stakes we were well and truly caught with our fly down as they put up theirs and were reclining with a fresh pot
of billy tea while we were still reading instructions.
While i'm certainly not complaining about our tent (it satisfies all our basic needs), during our stay my mind was opened to the wonderful possibilities of camper trailers (the kind that you tow to a campsite, fold it out like a concertina, et voila). Affectionately titled "Marriage Savers", they're positioned as the middle ground between the requirements of a bit chomping husband, rearing to prove his manhood on the battlefield of primal survival...and those of the Lovely Samantha. Priced between 10k-30k it may just be the cheapest holiday house we'll ever be able to afford, but certainly not justifiable without good cause - cue our as yet unconfirmed potential trip around Australia sometime in the next decade (or so). Based on that solid justification, I've booked in for the sales consultants to run me through their fleet of 2011 campers with all mod cons.

In betweeen waterfalls and wombats, kids, Kookaburras and hollow promise of Koalas we just generally enjoyed the Victorian bush. Sam worked her culinary wonders (yet again) preparing every meal in advance. We dined on such staple camp fare as greek spanakopita, red cabbage salad and japanese brown rice salmon balls to name a few.

Home in the late afternoon to a nice Melbourne evening and the sounds of the St Kilda festival wafting over the airwaves and into our abode.

see ya,
Minas.