We Have Returned - Day 4 of 4

Time stop returning and return home!

We had an appointment in town in the afternoon so we were uncharacteristically early both in getting up and in getting packed away. Fortunately it was a fine morning, if a little cold for August, but the lack of precipitation was everything. 

When we're without the tadpoles, everything just breezes along. We were packed and ready to hitch up in no time at all and, having said midday to leave, there we were, on the dot. We might have been earlier but our neighbour came over to see how things were going with the hitching up, surprised as he was at us connecting our little mini-van to our big caravan. I think that I like people asking questions, especially polite Canadians. This fellow listened, sucked his gums a bit, but resisted the temptation to say "how can you tow that with that?". I struggle a bit with people who tell me that it can't be done, is illegal or we're off out to kill ourselves and everyone who comes within half a mile of us, especially when the evidence is right there in front of them. Clearly it can be done, isn't illegal and we're not killing anyone, least of all ourselves, but it's difficult to shake some people's mistaken beliefs.

So, there we were heading back out onto the road in the sunshine, having enjoyed our first trip out for quite some time. As ever when we're towing, the wind was strong and in our faces, meaning that the car has to work that bit harder, but at least we only had a 40 minute drive. Back at the old homestead we backed onto the driveway with remarkable ease and started the unloading.

Next week we tackle the same trip, only this time with the tadpoles and their small fry friends - four kids - Argh! Watch this space to watch my hairline recede even further.