Ben sunbathing!

We set off back home feeling fully refreshed and relaxed – being on the beach is like having a recharge!
Of course, it is rare that everything goes to plan… We usually swap driving half way to Moranbah because it is a tiring long drive. I picked up the driving from Nebo which is our halfway point. Luckily we were chatting and listening to music so I wasn’t going very fast when we heard a noise that sounded like a helicopter was about to land on the roof of the car. It got louder and louder until, at about the same time as an oncoming car flashed us, Andy saw smoke coming from the front left-hand wheel. Andy told me not to use the brakes and just slow down. I was shaking like a leaf but managed to get the car to a standstill at the side of the road and put the hazards on. The tyre had totally ripped open and was smoking like mad. To get to the spare tyre we had to get Ben out of the boot, so Ben and I stood on the grass as Andy changed the tyre. I was very careful not to move much at all as we were in the middle of nowhere in the bush, and flip-flops and shorts are really not the best attire for that occasion. After a 10 minute pit stop rivalling Ferrari we were on our way home again. Another mini adventure!!
The pain of all this was that nowhere was open for another week for us to get a new tyre. We didn’t dare go anywhere far (that’s everywhere!) with no spare tyre so alas, we were stranded in Moranbah for the rest of the festive period.