The next day was another epic day of driving. We made our way to Hay in New South Wales. The funniest part of the day was the caravan park owner looking very worried when these travel weary metalheads lobbed up at his park. He directed us to the furthest corner of the park on a grassed camping area. I think he thought we were planning to party all night or something. He seemed to lighten up when he realised we were a friendly bunch. Good times.