Life on the road was looking good. We had achieved my goal of being north of Sydney before the morning rush and our new motorhome was running well despite it being forty years old.
I wasn’t sure about Geoff but I was starting to feel the effects of the days activities and 4am start. It was now approaching 11pm and the coffee at the last stop was not doing much to keep me awake. The decision to find somewhere to park and get a bit of sleep was an easy one though. The bus made it for us.
We had been traveling up the Sydney-Newcastle Freeway for approximately half an hour when the rain started up again. When Geoff turned on the windscreen wipers there was a flash and the fuse had blown again. Luckily I had bought extras. We went through two more before we found a rest area to pull into at the Ourimbah exit. It is a large rest area with plenty of room so it was easy to find a place to park. Definitley a place to remember when we are touring Australia. As soon as the engine was off we had the sleeping bags out on the lounges and were asleep in minutes. I was beginning to realise how good life on the road was going to be when finding somewhere to sleep was as simple as finding somewhere to park when you are driving a motorhome.
After a few hours sleep I was ready to tackle the troublesome wipers. The previous owner had replaced the wiper motor for the roadworthy as the old one had burnt out. I tried to find a higher rated fuse to try but I was out of luck. I was fairly certain that the new motor was drawing more current than the old one and a slightly higher rated fuse would fix the problem. I also decided to remove the left hand wiper blade that had dropped below the windscreen again. After a quick walk around to check that everything else was ok we were off again looking for somewhere to buy some fuses as we headed north again.
I was getting some good practice at auto electrics on our trip home. We had picked up some more fuses as we got off the freeway which had fixed the windscreen wipers and were forty five minutes up the Pacific Highway when the high beam switch literally fell apart in Geoff’s hands. We pulled over again at a servo and Geoff laid down for another nap as he said “See how you go with that one”. Half an hour later I had partly rewired the switch panel by torch light and we were off again with everything working. I don’t know who was more surprised, me or Geoff.
A Breakfast Fit For A King
We drove through the remainder of the night with no further incidents and everything running smoothly. We were passing through Kempsy when Geoff said he knew of a good place to get some breakfast five minutes up the road. I could see that he was almost salivating just thinking about it.
As we drove into Frederikton Geoff pulled up in front of Fredo Pies & Ice Creams. With Geoff being a vegetarian I thought that this was a strange choice for a breakfast stop. When we walked inside as a fan of a good pie I didn’t start salivating I was positively drooling. I had never seen so many different types of pies in one place before. Of the 160 different pies that they can bake at least half a dozen are vegetarian. Geoff and I were both as happy as a couple of pigs in the mud.
The Final Leg Home
After breakfast we continued north enjoying being in the sunshine again. We would stop every now and again for a break and change of driver. Life on the road was going well. We had to stop, check and top up the oil in Ballina. But apart from that our old motorhome was handling the long trip better than I expected.
The only delay that we had was some roadworks as we climbed the mountains just south of the Queensland border. The bus handled it well though. I was glad that we had checked the oil earlier. After passing the roadworks we progressed quickly crossing the border around lunch time. We traveled up the Pacific and Gateway Motorways easily keeping pace with the other traffic. A short trip up the Bruce Highway soon had us where I was going to store our new Motorhome until we were ready to use it. Lisa was there to meet us and drive Geoff home. I was extremely grateful to Geoff. Without his help and advice It wouldn’t have been as easy a trip as it was.
We had just traveled 1200km in a forty year old bus/Motorhome that was a complete unknown when we started. But now I was starting to get to know it like a new friend discovering its strengths and weakness as we start our life on the road together.
In the next post we will see if my new friendship and new life on the road with our bus is going to continue as I discover all its hidden faults.
Our New Life On The Road