

Coffs Harbour To Sydney!, New South Wales
Week Eleven
Well after our last blog, we had our dinner of leftovers and settled in for the night with a book. Tom went outside a bit later, and warned me that Harry the huntsman was back. He was on the side of the van going for his nightly run around. We did a run around the van with the flip flop and the spray, again we must have looked pretty funny, me wearing the head torch, Tom with the torch, searching the outside of the van for the buggar. I found him fir...