Friday, 19 July 2019

17.7.19 - Part A Day 2 at Bashville.

A sleep in today. Up for a loo break about 7.30 then back to bed before getting up and a little fire going in the pit. 

Bacon and eggs on Phil’s grill over the fire pit. Then a bit of phaffing with solar panels. I set up inverter to charge the power pack which in turn charged the torch and small power pack last night. 

We went for a walk around some of the camps to check out set ups. 


The sustainability compost loos. Very good. Very little smell at all. All going to make compost. 

A cute ‘family’ of swags. Mum&dad and three kids. 

Off to surf Big Red. 



Just moseying along. 

More kids going surfing. 

A dog pulling a sled of gear to the concert area. 

There he goes. 

He was setting a cracking pace. 

Back to camp and making some lunch. The Dundek’s actually cooked - burgers. 



This lady had participated in the Big Red Drag race. 

Phaffing with solar things 



Phil making and Anderson plug connection for my battery 

Just chilling 
While phaffing we heard the Chantoozies,Mark Gable and Eurogliders which the app said didn’t start till 3.15. A bit annoyed to miss them. 

Arrived at the Amarok stage area with Bjorn Again performing. ABBA got everyone going. 

We made it to the concert eventually. 

While wandering for a snack I found theses guys. Bjorn Again has just finished performing


A pano of Redarc Plaza. 

As I walked around Adam Thomson and Chocolate Starfish started up. 

I got my ice cream and wandered around thought I’d go up Big Red for a different view of Chocolate Starfish. 

Overlooking Bashville 



Ice cream on Big Red. 

This tour bus thought they were going down Big Red. The Police has another idea. 

And sent them back the way they came. 

Pano of Bashville 







Some flowers on Big Red. 

The stage from behind 



Right behind the stage 

Some of the vehicles at stage entrance 



View from side stage over the fence 



Another panoramic 

Camel rides. 

The admin section 

Stage from our seats. 

Following Chocolate Starfish was 1927. 



The loos are really good. 

The pork brisket man 


I grabbed a spud for tea. Sat while Meg ordered hers, then headed back for evening performance. 

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