We're emerging again to complete the saga...

   So... can I have a welcome back from you, dear world wide web, as I continue to relate the travelling Woodleys' adventures one year after last acknowledging you?... Thank you, I'll take that as a yes; and give a brief (ha!) but hopefully satisfying overview of the year of our Lord two thousand and twelve before covering the states of Queensland and Western Australia with more depth than they have initially been allocated!...

(edited to add - DID I REALLY THINK THAT I COULD 

INCLUDE ALL OF 2012 IN ONE POST... I'M LUCKY I'VE EVEN 

GOT TO THE END OF JANUARY!!!)

   After a year of phenomenal growth, the beard is finally sacrificed...

...to reveal a rather surprising eighties' rocker look...

....while relaxing in Adelaide's summer heat 
at a generously provided house-sit...

(many thanks Mr and Mrs Parry)

...during which we were privileged to attend and 
participate in a friend's beach baptism...

...before moving to another house-sit at a fellow homeschooler's 
(yes, that's you, Mr and Mrs Decrevel) 
house to celebrate the big boy's fourth birthday...

(being fellow homeschoolers, there are enough books to satisfy even me!)

...followed by our annual Bean family getaway...

...which just happened to be at Normanville soon 

to become our new (and glorious) local beach...

(the last time we were to use our trusty Viscount... 

already been back out west with friends to whom it now belongs) [sniff]

...then a taste of South Aussie skies again as we stay for the 

longest time in a year at one place - two full weeks with 

our lovely friends the Monaghans...

...interspersed with some Woodley family fun...

...and a decadent rainbow welcome back cake...

(thank you Auntie Leslie!)

...finally on our way to the new abode we pass 

our old place where we began this whole trip...

(maybe the eighties' rocker look as not so bad after all!)

...celebrate our oldest's ninth birthday...

...appreciate the hardy and (mostly) reliable caravan one last time...

...before drawing ever closer to our destination...

We're on the home stretch...

   Leaving Mr and Mrs Modra and their crazy farm days, the travelling Woodleys were getting closer and closer to home (we could even smell the sea mixed with a faint hint of Farmer's Union Iced Coffee)...

(Port Augutta wildlife)

...stopping off at dear friends Mr and Mrs Woodroofe's in Ardrossan to share hints and tips and time before their very own Australia trip in two weeks - the kids especially enjoying some fun time presenting shows (always), crafting up a Christmas storm, and generally running amok...

...as well as being blessed by the amazing sunsets that God has gifted us with in this state...

...so farewell, beautiful friends, enjoy your trip!... next for the travelling Woodleys the skies over Yorkes...

...and the peace and quiet of a nearly empty national park for our last week away on our Sabbath year...

...the hat has survived this far - do you think it will make it?...

(Dada's boy - yes, Nick has got his motorbike license!)

...aaah!...Yorkes...

...the memories span many years and friendships and experiences...

...this special family time added to the recollections...

...seeing man's small imprint on our God's mighty work...

...world wide web, I hope that you never let anyone try to tell you that the sunsets in South Oz are not the best in Australia...

...nature abounded around us...

(how's that for a bushman's beard?!)

...and creativity was kindled...

...vistas abundant to be gazed upon...

...and a visit to historic Stenhouse jetty was in order for this Mrs Woodley as she day-dreamed about the past!...

...then all the travelling Woodleys made their way around (mostly) lying-in-ruins Inneston...

...while Mr Woodley (alias Dada) had his last three Sabbath surfs...

...so, fare thee well, our beloved home during Anno Domini two thousand and eleven - you served us well...

...and at last we were approaching the gracious city of Adelaide past wheat fields, Main North Road machinery, familiar architecture;...and then...

...home...