Classic & vintage caravans.

We've been on the road for a while now. We've travelled a long way and we've met a lot of people. People from all over the world and all over Australia. People who are doing this trip for a gazillion different reasons and a gazillion different ways.

What interests me are the interactions with people that go further than 'yep we're from Daylesford in Victoria and we are heading down the west coast'. The interactions that stop you for a while, that have you sharing information with each other and that sometimes even develop into friendship.

Some of these on the road friendships we've made have been with families with kids. That's an obvious one. They have kids, we have kids, our kids play together and so we hang out together. We've met some great people this way.

Some people we hang out with because their caravans are parked next to ours. Some because we keep bumping into them along the way. And some because they and we tow old caravans.

We love old vans. We scout them out, we 'ooh and ahhh', we photograph them, we knock on their doors and we chat to their owners.

Caravan parks are bursting full of shiny new Jaycos. We who tow 30+ year old caravans are definitely in the minority.

People who tow older vans are often interested in other older vans. We swap details, we give tours, we describe the hunt, the purchase and the fixing up process.

We've met some amazing people this way.

We met the owners of this cute 50's car and caravan in Katherine and kept bumping into them for a while. They spent two years working on their combo before hitting the road. Everywhere we've seen them they have been followed by people with cameras. Every time we have spent time with them they have been happy to answer questions and give out information. They even offer to get out of people's way when they are taking photos. They said they are totally surprised by the attention they are getting.

The inside is not much bigger than a cubby house. Its divine. I totally had to hold myself back from squealing as they were showing us around.

And they said they loved our van too. They said we should join the classic caravan club.

I think when a lot of people see us pull up they don't get it. They don't understand that we'd much rather be pulling our lovely old girl than a shiny, no-character new caravan. That we hunted for ages until we found our 1980 Viscount Bunker van. That if we won a million bucks in Tats, we'd probably buy an even older van and put it on a new chassis. Its who we are, it's what we like.

Happy travels.

xx

Our hearts are with you Daylesford. xx
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