We are in heaven, a night in a normal campsite with toilets, showers and a pool. I never thought I’d enjoy one of those sites where you are squeezed into your alloted space with your neighbours about a metre from you. It’s bliss though, we have our own tap and an electric hook up. We’ve boiled water in a kettle instead of a billy can and there are no scrub turkeys stealing your food at any opportunity. Scrub turkeys are funny, they are everywhere, look similar to our turkeys, get into everything, eat anything and make these huge nests by scuffing up debris with their feet. Another common scavinger is the Ibis. In fact they are walking around as I write. Cousin Henry would love the birds here. They are so colourful and pretty. If you read this Henry, look up the birds I’ve mentioned along with Rosellas and Kookaburras. We see lots of those. We also saw a wedge-tailed eagle. Rockhampton is a pretty town situated on a large river. It is surrounded by mountains. We arrived just before 5pm. The sunset was lovely. Today we are following the Bruce Highway up North. Who knows where we’ll stop next!