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Stopped and waiting No.2 time |
So the plan was simple. Get from Derby to Sandfire. Simple, and then everything went wrong.
Our original plan was to leave at 5
o'clock, and reach Sandfire Roadhouse before the road got extremely
hot, thus saving tyres. It all went well until just before we left,
when we realized our door no longer closed, and stayed closed.
Something to do with the catch had broken, and we had to rely on a
latch to hold it closed. We then headed off without any more dramas.
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Changing No.1 |
We drove for several hours, while
listening to talks and napping alternately. Soon however, the road
began to heat up, and our tyres began to heat up badly too. Then the
fatal pop came, and we had one tyre down. This tyre was the same one
that we had popped before, and it was a new one. We started to change
the tyre, but we had a stubborn nut and a lot of grunting and heaving
went on to loosen it. One of the worst things is that the tyre gets
so hot you cant touch it and hold the tyre still. We finally got it
free, and we had one tyre changed.
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Mucking around while waiting |
We headed off (again) only to get ten
minutes down the road and pop another one. We were only carrying 2
spares, and we were all praying that we could get away without any
more spares. When we came to put the second spare one, the on just
yesterday received, was flat and we couldn't drive on it. Still 100km
from a roadhouse, with no spares. We made the decision to leave the
caravan and the two boys and go to Sandfire and pump up the tyre.
Leaving the boys with some water and the caravan, we headed off to
Sandfire.
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Our broken Jack
(sitting on a flat surface) |
While at sandfire we grabbed some lunch
and pumped up the tire. Dad also called NRMA, to check that the
caravan was covered for towing and what they should do if something
was wrong with the tire. Luckily we have premium (covers all
Australia) and the caravan was covered as well as accommodation and
towing costs. The drive back was uneventful.
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Our first flat tyre |
We got back to the boys, fine and
dandy, and the boys were all living, so we counted it successful in
picking up a spare. Then the trouble started again. The caravan
rolled as the handbrake wasn't holding properly and our jack broke.
Luckily (saved us more than once) we have two jacks, and the tire was
successfully put on. We then realized we had lost a USB with movies
on it, and we had to go back to try and find it. The USB had vanished
into thin air.
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The cattle at Sandfire Roadhouse |
So, 1 jack, 2 tyres, 1 USB, 13hrs of
driving, and 7 unhappy people was the total of all our
misadventures!!
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Sunset, just after arriving |
So, halfway there! How's our next half going to be? We have no spares, and a slow leaking tyre that we have to drive on to Port Headland. Come again for a trip report.
The road awaits............
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