Day 30: Bundaberg

Helen was very excited about heading towards Bundaberg. We started the day off by crossing the tropic of Capricorn and stopped for a few photos at the marker.  They say (not sure who 'they' are...) that you can see crocs in the wild above the tropic of Capricorn, so we should be all clear now!

We had smoko at Spinnaker Park, Gladstone. Gladstone was a pretty place, nice river and a huge wharf which seemed to ship coal to the nearby power station.

We stopped for lunch at Bororen, then called into Rosedale for an ice-cream and 20 litres of fuel to be sure we made it to Bundaberg. The caravan park was lovely and we set up camp, then headed out to explore the town. There are so many beautiful birds, this is one of the noisy ones that woke us up this morning.

It seems there is a lizard in the camper. Jim reckons he saw it run in, I'm not sure why he didn't catch it then, but full bedding inspections are now required before I will get into bed, until the lizard is found. I don't know how big it is. Jim says it's only small, but how small is small enough when we are talking about a lizard in your bed?