After our few days at Lake Lyell we travelled north to Glen Davis in the Capertee Valley. More on that to follow in a later post.
Today we packed up from Glen Davis to travel to the Turon River just east of Sofala. We follow a regular routine during packing up, where I undertake all the exterior tasks on the van, whilst Carol does the interior. We then check each other’s work to make sure we’ve not forgotten something that could lead to a disaster of any proportion.
To enable pack-up of the interior we keep the slide-out wall extended. The slide-out sits over the rear wheel. Whilst removing the wheel chocks (crouching, looking down), I forgot about the slide-out, and with considerable force my head came in contact with the bottom corner of the slide-out. One four-letter word was utteredwith considerable vigour to which Carol promptly responded. My hand on my head was becoming rapidly red in colour.
Wound cleaned and bandaged such that I looked like a war casualty, we continued with the pack-up. During the wound clean-up, van pack-up and drive out of Glen Davis, Carol continually insisted that I should have it seen to at a hospital. Of course I knew that was not necessary and it was just a cut that will heal quickly. A visit to hospital would be a waste of time.
I relented, considering in the scheme of things that a detour to Rylstone was not a great imposition, so we visited the Rylstone Hospital. Maybe Carol was correct…………..I had to have 8 stitches.
The staff at the hospital were lovely. Much laughter was had. Tetanus shot and antibiotics, plus a visit to a doctor in 10 days to remove the stitches will have me back to normal.
Nonetheless, the itinerary has had to change a little, as we decided to stay in Rylstone overnight. We’ll venture on to Sofala tomorrow afternoon and then Hill End for next weekend.
Oh, we’ve also made a slight amendment to the pack-up routine.
8 stitches, impressive!