We uhm’d and ahhh’d a little whether we should stay here another day but the generators and some knucklehead who decided that on the empty field it was best to camp his caravan right between us and the lake convinced us that it was time to pack up.
It’s labour day long weekend and we are a bit concerned that it could be difficult to find a camping spot. Worst case, we think, we can come back here and try to put our bus between the knucklehead and the lake.
The next destination on our list of things to see is Sheffield, city of murals.
Not only for our benefit but also for locals and visitors, Sheffield organised the annual Steam Fest. A three day spectacle around steam engines that came from all over Australia.
In addition they had organised light horse riding, tractor pulling and other fun things. The nice part was that we could camp there as well.
There was plenty to see and do, such as horse and carriage.
With real Frisian.
Marjo picked up a lover, Pedro, for the the day.
Until his father Ludo intervened.
There were steam trains.
Vintage motor bikes and light horses.
Beautifully restored trucks.
And really anything to entertain the audience.
We had a great time.
And a great day.
Posted from Sheffield, Tasmania, Australia.
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