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The rooftop tent sinks snuggly into the mud where it landed, with just the lid peeping
out. This is now an issue for Mr T. Is it best to reverse back into the hole to try and
retrieve it ? - no, that doesn't quite go to plan either so covered in mud, he slides back
into his car through the window (opening the door in the mud wouldn't have been the
wisest entry option, so let's give credit where credit is due) and team mates help
retrieve the submerged roof top tent. B

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We then proceed to check out the new area that Lucas has bought which almost E
doubles the size of the park. The drive is easy and fresh, no nasty bits yet. The splendid C
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view from the top is reminiscent of Love Hill, and goes on forever. Dazee feels it is safe
for a rookie to drive back down, probably after saying a prayer or two, but we made it
to the bottom and almost back to camp with no issues. No issues whilst I was driving,
just saying. We stop and watch as Kerrmit goes up Tred Hill as easy as one, two three.
Kerrmit is a small green agile Jimny. No 'Big Bum' like Maxine. I hear this voice say,
Let's do that. My responsible inner adult brain says No Way Hosea, and promptly swap
seats with the crazy woman beside me. We try. We fail. We try again. We fail again.
There is the voice of reason suggesting out loud that one admits defeat whilst one is
still ahead, which is naturally ignored, much like that time in the Play Pen, many months
ago. Thankfully, reason and logic kick in and we decide to try the hill on the lefthand
side, which is more for Big Bummed Maxines. We succeed with that one.

I'm now keen to get back to my Tribe, as we are cooking dinner for the masses, thanks
to Andrews Butchery in Toowoomba. The aromas wafting around the base of Beer O
Clock Hill are exceptional. Chicken, Steak, Saussies, Burgers, etc.
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