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Holiday
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Part 2. When travelling I always looking for a winter retreat, the only drawback for me would be the winter which could be colder than Auckland.
We arrived in Adelaide with a suitcase crammed with second hand, very slow lap top computer with no modem, blow up mattress , two man tent and a silver tea pot scored from a flea market. One must have a comfortable sleep and a decent cup of tea. You don't lower your standards just because you are camping. The campground in the tiny coastal village of Semaphore just out of Adelaide was testing ground for our spanking new gear. We set up our gas bottle with the cast iron hobs to make sure there were no missing parts which we might not be able to source further up the line.
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The new sleeping bags were gorgeous compared to the 25 year old, worn, tattered and faded ones from Canada left behind at home. The new ones were designed for -4 degrees Centigrade to -8. I was happily confident that I would be toasty in mine. The two man tent was designated for emergency and Lyndon opted for one we could stand up in instead. We got an absolute mansion of a six man tent with front porch, mosquito proof gauze front and back window and awning for the back. It was the envy of all the other campers we encountered. I preened around my flash accessories like a new bride. Camping in New Zealand is a pleasure and I was optimistic that it had to be similar in Aussie since they were so close in culture.
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