We had a relatively seamless pack up this morning after 15 nights on the Gold Coast. We were ready to move on!

We had our morning tea at a lovely park where Caleb got to climb trees and play with some kids. The caravan park that we had been staying at on The Gold Coast was frequented by older travellers and had some permanent residents. While Caleb always found someone to chat to no matter their age, it really was good to see him climbing and swinging on the play equipment again. (Something that seventy year olds tend to avoid). Most of the kids here however were much younger and after a close call on the rocking rowboat we decided to move on. (Caleb made sure the kid was ok and he did apologise).

We assumed that we were in Moreton Bay, home of the famous Moreton Bay Bugs, but as we hit the freeway again we saw more signs indicating that we weren’t even there yet. We don’t know where we went but it was lovely anyway. 
Our planned destination was the Caboolture Showgrounds. When we arrived we were informed that the grounds were closing the following day and wouldn’t be opening again for a month. We continued on. Our “Camps” book (The Travellers Bible) had details of a campground in the Glasshouse Mountains. We headed there. It was peaceful, lush and green and we thought it might do for a night or two. We set up and then made our way to the information centre to get some ideas on everything the area offers. This will help us to determine how long we will stay in the area, what we will need to look out for in the way of food and anything else that we might need and check that our accommodation can allocate us a site for the duration of our expected stay.

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The Glasshouse Mountains were named by Matthew Flinders after the glassworks furnaces in his home town of Yorkshire England. Apparently they reminded him of them. We took in the spectacular sunset from the lookout and returned to our secluded camp as the sun set.  What a contrast to the Gold Coast where we have just spent the last 15 nights and could hear the Gold Coast highway and the ocean in equal measure, as we lay in bed at night. This area is so quiet that we decided to try and imagine what we would be hearing as we went to bed tonight. Caleb was sure it would be wild animals on the prowl coming to see the new intruders in their patch. The way he described it, I wasn’t comforted at all!

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