The storm blew itself out overnight and I clambered carefully down my steps to the tent floor which, to my surprise was dry. I got dressed and went outside to see how the annex had fared and it was a bit wonky but still standing.
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| The slope on the ridge pole had ensured that no water collected and pooled on the annex. |
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I got a spare pole from the trailer box (I keep a couple of spares as I have had one fail before) and soon had the annex back to normal with a slope away from the tent to stop pooling.
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| It still looks a bit wonky. |
My neighbours in the tent next to me had been flooded out and spent the night in the resort's games room. Some other ladies had deserted their tent after dinner last night and had shared a cabin.
I got out my kettle and toaster, which had spent the night out of the rain in the rain in the fridge pod, and prepared mt normal breakfast. My only dry clothes were my cycling gear so I rigged up a clothesline and hung two sets of shorts and shirts to dry under the annex.
During breakfast I was joined by several Rainbow Lorikeets and Noisy Minor Birds who ended up steeling a slice of toast. Other campers came to photograph them.
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| First there was just one |
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| Then they all came. These are my neighbours who were flooded out. |
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| Vince, who I ride with most Saturdays, reckoned that this was the first time be had pulled a couple of birds in a long time | |
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| Now one finds my toast. |
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| and soon two were helping themselves | |
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| Terry, who organised the camping weekend, joined us. My toast is on the ground being fought over by the Noisy Minors |
After breakfast were all set off on a bike ride to Hastings Street which is the tourist heart of Noosa. We rode right out to the Noosa River mouth before returning to Hastings Street for coffee.
On the way back to camp we stopped on Gympie Terrace where some members went for an impromptu swim.
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| Do we or don't we swim |
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| A few try try the water. It was warm. |
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| Other just paddled. |
We stopped of in Tewantin to let some members go shopping before returning to camp via the ferry.
The weather was very hot, 35C and humid, nearly 100%, and most went swimming in the pool but I had a rest in my tent. We were all going to meet at 4.00pm to have a social get together in the games room. It was Louise's seventieth birthday and Jenny had provided a cake. At 3.00pm another super storm rolled in. By 4.00pm my tent was in a river of leaf debris and other rubbish. Remember site 52, it is in line with the main storm water drain which had blocked up. The water was lapping at the door of my tent. There is a 100mm waterproof tub to the tent and it was about 50mm above the water when I went to games room. Every thing was off the floor and on my bunk again.
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| The river just getting going. Note the litter being swept in the annex. |
We all sang Happy Birthday to Louise the had snacks and drinks while we played silly games. All the time it poured with rain and we had a terrific lightening show. About 7.00pm I returned to my tent to find that it was now in its own little lake with only a few millimeters left before it flooded.
A few of us has a barbecue in the camp kitchen which has a roof but no walls and we all huddled to the centre away from the rain. It was still warm, the barbecues worked and the red wine flowed. About 9.00pm a tractor with a front scraper blade drove up the road in front of my camper and cleaned out the storm water drain which probably saved my tend from flooding. It had been noted that I could wake up with a waterfront view inside my tent.
It was still raining heavily when I went to bed and in all we had about 125mm.
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