Can you have a proper adventure ride without camping?
From a purist point of view, I reckon the clear answer is ‘no’.Motels and pubs are okay, but they all look, smell and feel the same.
A pub room is a pub room. Sticky carpet is sticky carpet. You could be anywhere in Oz, if not the western world,once you’re in a musty motel cell. The number of times I’ve been dragged awake at dawn by Ol’ Mate upending the ‘dead-soldier’ bin just below my room…sheesh. Motels and truck noise go hand-in-air-brake.
Pub snub
Five stars might be enough for some, but bloody ’ell…there’s mega millions more to enjoy. Getting as far away from all the pollution our world bathes us in from day to day, especially ubiquitous light pollution, makes for a feeling of freedom and, importantly for this mug punter, real relaxation. Gimme a babbling creek rather than a clattering ice-maker any day. Let me cook over an open flame instead of ordering a parmy with chips and salad, and I’d much rather enjoy a camp fire and take in the perfume of the bush rather than that wake up to the pong of stale beer and ashtrays.