The state run campsites here are fantastic.
Invariably in prime locations, they are about as far removed from those fuddy duddy Brit run sites with their ridiculous rules and regulations as it’s possible to get.
Clean toilet facilities are provided, along with cold running water. And unlike any site we’ve ever stayed on in the UK, they encourage campers to build their own fires – even supplying piles of logs.
But best of all, they’re completely free. Arrive early enough, and you have your pick of the pitches without spending an Australian cent.
They really are a revelation, but after 3 days without a wash or change of underpants, we’re in need of a hot shower. So we leave the island and drive north to the small town of Triabunna where the commercially run campsite has all mod cons.
A fairly non-descript town, but the weather’s turned iffy, so it serves our purpose and lets us get some boring but necessary stuff out of the way, such as laundry and catching up with the blog.
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