Clermont

Down the development road from Charters Towers to Clermont as it was too far to Emerald. The road was quite wide and really good but then there were some narrower parts and rolling bits. It was like riding on waves, thank goodness there was much less of that.

Only one "town" in between and we stopped and had lunch. I had said to Warren that it must have been a sizable place as along the way signs had advertised a motel as well as a caravan park, we already knew that there was a roadhouse there. A few k's down the road after our lunch, I remarked that I had missed the township and it must have been off to the side. Warren looked at me and rolled his eyes, then said the motel and caravan park was at the back of the roadhouse, that was all there was of the "town". It was a welcome stop for us and we had a good lunch.

As I walked to book into the caravan park, a vehicle pulled up alongside of Warren, I found out later that the guy had come to tell him that the blinkers (indicators) appeared to be wrong when turning right the left hand one went on and vice versa. I check the lights on the van each morning we leave and yep both blinkers had been operating but never in our minds did we need to check which side was being used. We figure it had been like that since Darwin after we picked up the ute.

Luckily Warren was able to correct it without too much drama. Sheridan and I went for a walk around the town while the boys solved that problem. We ended up walking five and a half kilometres and discovered some plagues to read, there had been a huge flood through the town in 1916 and a relic piano was up in a tree to show how far up the waters came up, it was about thirty two feet or ten metres.