Within another 10 to 20 minutes, the sky darkened, and the winds picked up to a slight howl.
Gee. That changed fast and we weren’ t even in Melbourne!
The next thing we knew, it started pelting down, and as luck would have it, we had left all of our campervan ' s windows open.
Sharyn figured she ' d bolt back and close everything while I kept stock of all our gear in the wind, taking cover under a couple of weeping willow trees.
A few minutes later, I heard an almighty crash that, as I was to discover, was a gigantic gumtree that had fallen near our van. I hightailed it up to the van to witness the remaining gum leaves being blown clear to the other side of the river … and no Sharyn!
No amount of calling could raise a response from my precious other half. My mind went into overload, looking for her limbs jutting out from under the multi-tonne gum tree lying next to the van. Surely, she wasn’ t under the tree. Surely, she was alive – somewhere!
Shattered!
Plenty of glass to clean up.
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