MONDAY 2 JUNE TATHRA
It was another cool but fine day.
John decided to stay on here for another day.
I walked up to the top shops, to buy a paper from the newsagent. The walking path up the steep hill was definitely a workout!
We went and did some more bowls practice in the morning.
After an early lunch, drove into Bega – just because this was a place where I had never stopped to have a look around. It was a pleasant drive, much of it on the fertile plains of the Bega River – great dairying country around here.
Bega itself was a typical farming region service town. John managed to find a shop that sold the brake adjusting tool he wanted, so that was a win. I was able to do a small supermarket shop for food.
We visited the combined Cheese Factory and Information Centre. Having grown up on a farm, milking cows, separating cream and making our own butter, I was not interested in explanations about the dairy industry! However, I was very interested in sampling some of the range of cheeses – and buying some. We really were a pushover where cheese sales were concerned!
Then we had to go and buy some nice rustic bread, in order to have a peasant style bread and cheese tea tonight. Yum.
In the late afternoon, back at camp, John’s son in law phoned again, to inform him that the family would not be going down to Durras next weekend, either. I was not surprised.
John became very miserable, trying to work out what to do next, and where to go. I made a couple of suggestions, but he did not like my ideas. He decided that we would move on north, tomorrow – but not sure how far. The forecast is for lousy weather setting in up there, so I was not thrilled about the idea. We decided to sleep on it and see what tomorrow brought.