The winding down begins

After an early morning start the Kenworth floor was mopped back to its normal self by about 9.30am.  I left Will, who had joined me around 9am, and came home for breakfast and a shower.  Later Will came home for a cuppa and a snack of left over croissants as we debriefed on the day before.  Will has come armed with a wise attitude this year which he has aptly shared with those of us who’ve struggled one day or the other for different reasons – his advice and philosophy is ‘That happened yesterday, today is a new day, so let’s start fresh!’ These wise words, and a few emotional tears, thanks to feeling very over tired, calmed me and set me on the path for a happy day.



Waiting for opening time

By 11.00am we were well on our way to being set up at the ‘Piston Broke’ bar.  As it was the third day of the event and the sun was shining brilliantly many visitors took the opportunity to stay late at their accommodation, enjoy a swim or do a bit of sightseeing so a nice quiet couple of hours followed. 

Brian kindly helped me out for ten minutes which gave Will the chance to pop into the silent auction.  As the ending time arrived Will filled in our bid on the Kenworth Drivers Kit then cheekily handed the board to the organiser and said ‘This one’s finished’.  She was already collect them so took it from him telling him what a cheeky bugger he is.  And surprise, surprise a few hours later when it was all sorted guess who’d won the drivers kit – a new overnight bag, jacket, hat, pen and travel mug?  All with the Kenworth bug on them of course!



After another feed of bbq’d red meat and salad we headed home for a well-deserved nana nap. We both woke feeling more refreshed and ready for a chat with our fellow South Gippslanders, so back to the bar we went.  A lovely afternoon was spent chatting, catching up and laughing.  After tea, yes, that’s right, more bbq’d red meat I left Will, Mr Kenworth and the French backpackers to chat.  I’d missed the fire pit the night before due to overtiredness and I wasn’t going to miss my last opportunity to sit around with the crew.  Will arrived back about 11pm after helping with the dishes to find us still up and laughing.  Bob and Margie came to farewell Vonda and Graham and the party fired up again – at least Vonda did.  I said my farewells and came inside to rest my weary bones.  One of the experiences I love most on our holiday is sitting quietly inside listening to the cacophony of laughs that spring up around the fire.  You know whose laugh it is, not necessarily what they are laughing at, but it’s just a lovely moment to sit back and hear people you care about sound so happy and relaxed.  I didn’t enjoy the sound for long as I started dozing, although I do remember Vonda calling loudly to Will ‘You’re not going to bed yet are you?’ and as it was well after midnight he assured her he wasn’t, walked straight in put his head on the pillow and was out like a light!!