Both Francis and Lorraine are early rises. So after dumping our black and grey water, filling with fresh we went up the street to get milk and bread. There was only one loaf of frozen bread so we will have to share that.
We were only going up the road 26 km to Clairview, which is right on the train line. Francis said he swore that he would never camp there again, but so Gerald could see the train he would.
On the way Francis stopped and there was a little turtle on the road. After photos I picked it up and put on the side of the road, but was told that I put it on the wrong side so it was probably a bit peeved that it had to go all that way again.
Arrived at about 10 am set up and guess what...........not a train all day not even when we went to bed.
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