We have recently returned from a week camping in the Snowy Mountains. The above photo was taken on the way down, on one of our stops to feed Toby. The drive went quite smoothly because Toby slept a lot of the trip. Every time he woke up and cried, we’d take a little break from driving and feed Toby, and then he seemed happy enough to be put back into his carseat. Yes, he did a little bit of crying, but not much. I was totally amazed that it only took us about 8 hours to get to our campsite.
The return trip, however, was the absolute opposite and reminded me of the horrors of driving when Nathan was a baby. We decided to drive home over two days, since we weren’t sure how long it would take to pack up our tent site in the morning. I’m glad that we decided to do this, as there was no way we would have made it back to Sydney in one day after leaving at midday. Toby just wasn’t happy in the car at all for the entire trip. He rarely slept and just cried and cried and cried. We made loads of stops to get him out of the car seat and try to get him to sleep, but even when we did get him to sleep and back into his seat, he didn’t sleep for long. Consequently, it took us an incredibly long time to get home…I think it took about 5 hours to get to Canberra, and it was 6 hours from Canberra to Sydney.
The camping was great and our new tent was spacious and easy to look after two small children in it, so I was looking forward to going camping again sometime soon. But….I’m not sure I am game enough to go for another long drive with Toby any time soon.
