Di had sent pics of Chinchilla Weir when she stayed overnight a couple of weeks ago. It looked a lovely place and I was pleased we would get to see it.
Soon after arrival we were all relaxing, enjoying the late afternoon light. Nick and Vaughan played Magic. Erin knitted and I sipped tea (from our Ace Drapers pot!) while catching up on my journaling, watching various birds by the water and in the nearby trees. It was very pleasant.
When the light faded, Vaughan lit a small fire - and we used it along with our Cobb Cookers to chef sausages, baked potatoes and some frozen vegetables.
Our neighbour, Earl (a cheerful chap travelling around with his fat sausage dog, filling in time till he died), donated one of his small logs to feed our fire - and we returned more than half of it the next morning!
Everything was so still when we woke. There were lots of reflections. Very pretty. I would have been quite happy to stay longer, had time allowed. Perhaps another trip.
When first awake, Nick and I took a short drive back toward Chinchilla.
We bought milk for our morning cups of tea/coffee. I was also able to get some cash, so as to leave a donation at the tourist info office (for our stay).
I'd pre-mixed pikelet ingredients before leaving home so we had a fine breakfast, keenly supervised by several blue-faced honeyeaters!
Apostle birds had also visited but they were more fond of bread. As we sat around eating brekkie Erin and I spotted a new-to-us bird, which she later identified as a Striped Honeyeater - and we're fairly sure we saw a Little Friarbird, too.
We left Chinchilla right on 9:00am, after handing our donation to one of the staff members at the tourist office. (It was 270km to home and we encountered more roadworks along the way, before driving through our gate in the early afternoon).