It was a long haul in the old gas guzzler, affectionally known as “Betsy”, so Nan made the call – for the mission position! Yep Nan decided that even though they weren’t far from the elusive “Silver Sands”, she wanted to stop for a romantic camp at Mission Beach – because life is a bowl of cherubs!
There’s nothing slow about Nan & Pop!
Nan & Pop play eye-spy with the clouds
Nothin’ but blue skies… Nan & Pop sing their lungs out, almost pitch perfect!
“Hey Pop.. they could of spruced the name up a bit – I mean Bruce Highway!” “Nan who the hell is Bruce?”
“Nan’s hat looks like the sugar cane flowers”
always a good spot to stop along the Bruce highway
Nan makes a dash into the bushes for a wee
“Struth Pop, have we got killer Emu’s to deal with now after the crocs, sharks, spiders, roos…”
Pop goes to a look out to get a good view over Mission Beach
Nan & Pop arrive at the sleepy beach town of Mission Beach.
“You know Nan… light’s falling like a bride’s nightie” “Oh Pop not that old line…. AGAIN!”
Nan & Pop set their caravan up and heat up a water bottle for a night a Mission Beach.