Maffra

The trip home was depressing as usual.   Max spends more time in Ross’s car than both Barb and Daniel combined.  Max works with Ross and he knows his  assigned seat is the front passenger seat, so when we go away he struggles a bit when Barb evicts him and relegates him the floor in the back … a small piece of floor because 60% of the rear seat has been removed to house the Engel.   Max took Daniels weakness and took up residence on Daniel’s lap while Daniel watched TV

The Maffra car museum is an enormous building on the outskirts of town, and provides a freecamp on the grassy front lawns.   We were the only ones camped there, but we suspect it would be pretty popular.  There’s a sheltered camp kitchen with BBQs and a sink which we presumed is primarily for the use of the car clubs that use the facility for rallies.   There was dump point and town water tap at the car museum.   There was another freecamp in the Maffra township which was a little pokey but they clearly welcome Rv’ers to Maffra

A stop at Traralgon for a coffee and Max spotted this huge bull in the cage trailer.  Max thought it was big dog and went off his nut barking at it.   More theatre than bravery, had Max been pushed out of the car he would have shit himself