I had really enjoyed this lovely camp. It had been one of the most enjoyable camp sites we have stayed at. We had a great site with enough flat spots for our three RV’s and our nice little private sandy beach in front. The wind pushes the water across the lake and we had that lovely sound of waves breaking on the sand to listen to. That’s one of my favourite noises.

We had lots of shady spots to sit and enjoy the bush but our RV’s were getting enough sun on the solar panels during the day to charge our batteries. I thought I would add this spot to my list of favourite camp sites.

We spent the morning doing chores. I got a load of washing done. We changed the cassette to our spare one so we could take the full one to town later to empty at the dump point.

With Robert, Richard and Andy’s help I crawled underneath the front of the motorhome to screw the sump cover back on. Some of the screws had rattled loose and some had fallen off so the plastic cover was hanging down.

We found another use for our trusty Muk Mat. It made for a great mat to lie on while we worked under the motorhome. A quick shake and all the sand was gone and the Muk Mat was back in its place at our door. I wouldn’t be surprised if next time we meet up with these guys that they too have a Muk Mat.

A discussion over a late morning tea led to a decision to go into town for lunch at the pub. We set off for town, four of us in Robert’s car and Richard and Andy in Andy’s car. Richard and Andy were doing the run to the dump point and would meet us at the pub. Robert took the long way around through town and we discovered the historic railway bridge. We’d have to tell Andy, our train enthusiast, about that. We all met up outside the Maiden Hotel in Menindee and were pleasantly surprised with the hotel. It was badly burnt in a fire in 1999 and parts of it had to be rebuilt. There were quite a few people in the pub with drinkers in the bar sitting at high stools around bar tables and the small dining room was almost full. The publican opened up the second dining room for us which was very nice of him and we all enjoyed our lunches. It was good pub grub.

We left the pub and headed back to the historic railway bridge where we all went for a walk across the bridge. We all found it fascinating that the bridge was built for trains and cars. When a train was coming cars had to wait to cross the bridge which led to some grumpy car drivers when a long freight train pulled in to the station as the trains would be so long they would be across the bridge and thus blocking car access to town. The cars would have to wait for the train to move on before they could cross.

The bridge was also built as a lift bridge so that the central section could swing up using huge counterweights so that paddle steamers could pass underneath.

Our next stop was the Menindee Railway Station with its historic Water Towers. The station is still in use today. The Indian Pacific that crosses our country from Sydney to Perth passes through this tiny town and freight trains regularly pass through.

Back out at camp and as it had become quite hot I went for a short swim to cool off then sat in the shade under a tree to type up this blog. I could hear Richard and Robert in the background talking about crypto currencies and crypto trading. Our kayaks were waiting to be taken out for another paddle later then I would have to pack mine up as we were moving camp the next morning. We planned to head into Broken Hill and camp at the Racecourse where Andy and Jenny had stayed a few nights ago..