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debbieannOn our second day we drove to Liffey Falls. It turned out that a lot of the tracks and campgrounds were closed due to floods washing it out six months before. We did find a nice campsite at Lower Liffey Falls and had a nice day there - a few trails were still open, we had a creek nearby and we saw a snake. Our campsite had a picnic table and a firepit and there was also a bathroom w a flush toilet and running water! After we finshed our 3 km hike it started to pour down w rain, so we spent a lot of time inside the van. We did see some tent people pack up and drive away - I think the tent was starting to flood w water. It made me very happy to be in the campervan.
We cooked our dinner inside the campervan, reconfigured it for a bed, and then we used the key fob to lock the doors and went to sleep. About 230 am, I got up to go to the bathroom and Charles decided to come with me. We both thought opening the door would unlock the door - we opened the side sliding door, got out, closed it, went to the bathroom and then came back to find we were locked out! I was wearing long underwear and had a flashlight and Charles was wearing his unicorn onesie (looks like this if you need a picture: https://unicornonesies.com/). It was raining. So basically we went back to the bathroom and sat there until it got light out, which was pretty earlt - about 5am. We kept each other warm. We didn't see anyone else get up to use the bathroom. There were about five other campsites w vehicles. Also, this site was remote enough it did not even have any cellphone service.
The first people to show up at about 730 am were workers arriving to work on the washed out trail. We looked pretty funny! We needed someone to drive us out and lend us a phone to call the campervan people, and they couldn't really do that because they had to get to work, but they lent us jackets and let us sit inside the workshed/shipping container.
As we sat around waiting for people to wake up, we realized we had to ask for help, otherwise nobody would even know we needed help. It was hard! Charles felt silly as a unicorn, but some little kids were pretty excited to see a unicorn! Everyone pitched in to help us - someone else w the same sort of campervan tried their keys in our lock, but that didn't work. Someone else gave us rain ponchos, and finally a family w three kids to deal w offered us a ride out and lent us their phone and I called Britz, who then called a locksmith in Launceston. It took them 2 hrs to reach us, but once they did it only took 5 minutes and $220 and we were back in the campervan. Another family w two kids stayed w us and waited and gave us coffee and breakfast. They were so nice.
Really what I remember most from the whole thing was the kindness of strangers! Oh and from then on we didn't lock the campervan w us inside, only when we were outside w the keys. ANd even while it was happening, we said, this will be a great story.
We cooked our dinner inside the campervan, reconfigured it for a bed, and then we used the key fob to lock the doors and went to sleep. About 230 am, I got up to go to the bathroom and Charles decided to come with me. We both thought opening the door would unlock the door - we opened the side sliding door, got out, closed it, went to the bathroom and then came back to find we were locked out! I was wearing long underwear and had a flashlight and Charles was wearing his unicorn onesie (looks like this if you need a picture: https://unicornonesies.com/). It was raining. So basically we went back to the bathroom and sat there until it got light out, which was pretty earlt - about 5am. We kept each other warm. We didn't see anyone else get up to use the bathroom. There were about five other campsites w vehicles. Also, this site was remote enough it did not even have any cellphone service.
The first people to show up at about 730 am were workers arriving to work on the washed out trail. We looked pretty funny! We needed someone to drive us out and lend us a phone to call the campervan people, and they couldn't really do that because they had to get to work, but they lent us jackets and let us sit inside the workshed/shipping container.
As we sat around waiting for people to wake up, we realized we had to ask for help, otherwise nobody would even know we needed help. It was hard! Charles felt silly as a unicorn, but some little kids were pretty excited to see a unicorn! Everyone pitched in to help us - someone else w the same sort of campervan tried their keys in our lock, but that didn't work. Someone else gave us rain ponchos, and finally a family w three kids to deal w offered us a ride out and lent us their phone and I called Britz, who then called a locksmith in Launceston. It took them 2 hrs to reach us, but once they did it only took 5 minutes and $220 and we were back in the campervan. Another family w two kids stayed w us and waited and gave us coffee and breakfast. They were so nice.
Really what I remember most from the whole thing was the kindness of strangers! Oh and from then on we didn't lock the campervan w us inside, only when we were outside w the keys. ANd even while it was happening, we said, this will be a great story.
