Owen is up and working as we take the bus down the road for its transfusion. Nicely warmed up, the bus is backed in over the pit at Tuart Hill Trucks. Leaving them to it we meet the original boss still at it at 82.5 years old. Meet the wife (who is of course the real business boss), and the dog who has arrived in a child's pusher - cos she can. Doesn't like Honey hanging in her space of course. After about 40 minutes we are ready to go. So it's 10 litres of oil, disposal of old oil and $50 labour. Good. The mechanic noted that he did not need much torque to remove the sump plug!!! not loose, but not tight... Would hate to have dumped all 10 l of oil on the Nullarbor - and of course loose the sump plug!!! Good timing.
Back at the Kennedy-Bridges, it is time for goodbyes... Quite torn. Don't want to go but can't stay. Owen, Ali and Eddie need their own space... and Granny Judy arrives Friday!
Ambleing south we head into Bunbury, fillup, keep going as close to the coast as we can - the Tourist Route, detours. We decide to stop at Busselton - The Top Tourist Parks have a dog-friendly one. It is nice, green, short walk to the beach. It will do!
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| Goodbye Perth |
In fact, after being stopped for a while, we are enjoying being out of the city bustle (sorry). We will stay another night and go for a drive tomorrow, down Dunborough way... Have also tracked down a local steel supplier to add another bar and hence a forth jerrycan to the towbar... for the Nullarbor (due prices not just range...)
