Paul and I went fishing down the coast yesterday. We left real early so that we could get as much time on the wharf as possible and the traffic was minimal; like, I mean, non-existant. We passed a truck just before the Foxground bends and from there it was clear, all the way through Nowra and it was a dream.

As we continued on south we were pinching ourselves that the roads were so clear. Then the subject turned to the Conjola bends, and we both remarked that we could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times that we had had a clear run through them. It doesn’t seem to matter how well you plan it, and how clear the road has been, you nearly always encounter a truck or a car with a caravan on the Conjola bends.

Well, talk about a self-fulfilling prophecy. We hadn’t got two corners into the Conjola bends than we came upon a Campbell’s petrol tanker crawling down the hill in the mandatory first gear!! Aaarrrgggghhh!!!!!!

We were laughing so hard that it was hard for Paul to control the car!

We speculated that, somewhere in a secret location, there is a constant watch being kept on the Conjola area and that, whenever we approach it, a message goes out to a group of trucks and cars with caravans that are standing by on a side-road ready to intervene and they are sent out to wreck our run through the bends.

I wonder how many others have experienced the same frustration?

Sheesh, talk about the “Long Way Round.”

Had to teach at Dapto High today, but the bridge over the railway line on Cleveland Road, just outside the school gate, is closed for a major upgrade. Sooo, it was along Marshall Street, right onto Avondale Road, west until nearly Huntley Colliery, then north along Cleveland road and into the school gate from the west, a total loop of 16kms!

I feel like Ewan and Charlie! 

The school is the big blue dot in the top right hand corner, just on the western side of the railway line.