Day Twentynine......Neil Turner Weir

This Can Am with trailer arrived late yesterday afternoon, it looks like a neat outfit although the owner was somewhat unfriendly and difficult to talk to.



Said our good-byes to the friends we had made and began the third last leg of our journey.... beginning to feel sad about going home but realise that we must to save some more so we can do it again next year.

We had been advised that the Neil Turner Weir just west of Mitchell was a good place to free camp so decided to have a look see.

By the time we got there at around 12 noon there were already several vans set up.

 
It didn't take us long to decided that a riverfront park beconed us and we pulled in.

By 4pm there were around thirty vans enjoying the quiet and peaceful park.





Went for our afternoon walk to the bottom of the weir and discovered that it flowed into the Maranoa.