Pinnokio

Our next flightplan was to Bendigo. And guess what, it fully went as scheduled. Effortless flight, cab into nice little town, had a good lunch and flew back in the evening. We were fully charged up now to fly to Adelaide. Turned out there was a V8 Supercar race there too, all well. The weather over here is always good except when we're ready to fly out of course: rain and storm was predicted so we, as usual, change our plan completely and decide to 'cruise' in our car to Adelaide. Just 750km down the road. Because of the race everything was fully booked and we ended up on a campsite in Handorf, indeed a very (!) German oriented village in the Adelaide Hills. We meet our German neighbours at the camping in the evening in the village (where we of course have a schnitzel for diner) and hang out till the early hours. Turned out we ended up in the local disco where we spot a chap dressed up (we think) in lederhosen and a hat who came in 'um ein Bier zu trinken’. When he approaches us, our German neighbours straight away understood he is a carpenter looking for work. We thought Pinokkio was out for a night in town. We couldn't get him to lie by the way.....

Next day we really go into Adelaide. Mike (a former colleague from Zytek) arranges pits-passes for us for the V8 Supercar race. It's hard to follow for us but the atmosphere is electric. Just before the race of course an airshow. The rules are different here apparently and the jets perform low fly-overs: Annet's not too pleased with this - Peter takes pictures of course. Anyway what is clear is that the cars are either Holdens or Fords. Late that night we spot a Holden fan pissing against a Ford (well at least then we knew how won).

And of course we had pie-floater because if you don't you've not been in Adelaide! We were both charmed by Adelaide and surroundings straight away again (like we were years ago). But perhaps there's not too much to do normally (except for carpenters dressed up as Pinokkio of course).