After the overnight downpour we woke to clear skies and water everywhere.

Old Onslow Rd, the way we came in and the way we have to go out

We decided to pack up wet anyway and get out of here, by the time we had packed and removed 90% of the slaters it was 11 am, we had seen one camper go past with their boat in tow. We were about 2 kms down the road and they were coming back towards us. A roadside chat revealed that further down the road was covered with water for as far as the eye could see. We kept going to check it for ourselves and to take a few photos

The road out

We agreed with their assessment, with few trees to winch off, a trailer behind and 23kms until the bitumen we decided to spend another night here. Same spot, same setup.

Our first river crossing

Why did we cross it?   because it was there, yesterday it was a concrete crossing two feet above the water level, today there was a foot of water running over it.

I thought I had better check our winter clothing that was on the roof rack in a flash new canvas bag. As soon as I tried to get it off the roof I knew there was a problem, it had nearly doubled in weight, all of our winter clothing was soaked, some you could wring water out of. Ropes where strung from trees and clothes were hanging everywhere.

It was a beautiful day, nice cool breeze and the biggest bonus about packing up and setting up in the one spot according to Jacky was that the slaters did not come back in their thousands, the water around the camp had dried and most of them went home.