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Getting lost, part 2

Stu the friendly farmer lent us his Ford Falcon S 4.0 V8 to go to Manjinup in order to find some new wheels at the wreckers. And I got my first spin in a real Falcon.

Although an interesting character, the wrecker couldn't help us unless we settled for some different sized wheels. He passed us on to the local tire-shop. Despite calling every friend and even competitor in Manjinup, 19 year old Subaru wheels can be hard to come by. But to their credit they managed to locate two second-hand wheels in Perth which we could have already the next day.

Now that we knew what was possible, and had mobile coverage (barely), we called the RAC. Who only told us to pay up or use our insurance. Insurance! We hadn't even thought about that. After a call to the wrong insurance company we hit the right place. This is when the real trouble began, never mind having a broken down car in the middle of the bush. After 3 hours on the phone with more contra-messages then a politician after election we actually arrived at some kind of a conclusion. All thanks to Shannon's persistence and patience. They were going to tow the car back to Perth and have it evaluated there.

Relieved, we bought a case of beer to share with our friendly hosts, and headed back to the farm. 

[Seems like that's all the notes I got, but the photos reveal more.]

As we got back I got my first taste of farming as I joined Stu out to feed the cows. Which meant I got to ride in the tractor. Wohoo! I found out that thongs (that's those flip-flop things for your feet for you none-Aussie-speech people) aren't ideal for walking around in a cow paddock. Not to worry, my feet survived unsoiled. 

Then we enjoyed some beer-o-clock with the others after a hard days work, watched the sunset and watched the spiders.