The big move

On Wednesday 23rd March we started our big move.

Sven's van was full to the brim with the essential furniture we would need:  bed, fridge, table and chairs and some packed boxes. The boat was full and heavily loaded with things from the sheds and garage, and so was the trailer.

We asked our mate Phil to tow the boat up and the trailer was behind my car.

Don't be fooled, it was a heavy load

The first load of many to come

 

I was a bit apprehensive to drive up the Gillies Range (famous for its 263 corners and 800m high). But we took our time and arrived safely. 

After everything was unloaded, we just sat on the veranda with a beer in our hand and looked contentedly at the view. We couldn't believe it yet, that all this  was ours... 

Best view in the world

No neighbours...

The farmer's land

The next day Phil and Sven went around the property, securing the fences so that Flicka couldn't escape, while I started weeding what would become the herb garden next to the veranda.

Fixing the fence

All the weeds have to come out!

That night we celebrated Phil's 60th birthday . 

Happy Birthday Mate!

♫ A kiss on the cheek can be quite continental... ♫

The following day, Sven and Phil put up a gazebo over the boat.It seemed like a good idea at the time but it got blown down by the wind a couple of weeks later… Anyway the boat now lives in the lake, about 100m away from our property. We can jump in whenever we want. No need to go to the boat ramp anymore.