Adventures with Asher..

Once upon a time.. well just over twelve months ago to be exact, we purchased ourselves a little 1974 Franklin caravan.  We found her around the corner from our cottage just waiting for us.  Immediately I had so many plans for Miss Asher and began work straight away ripping up the floors and dreaming up new interior fittings and colour schemes.  Life however had other plans for Asher and I and we didn't get to hang out as often as I would have liked.  

So when the time came to move back to Queensland, we had to make the decision.. Did Asher come along for the adventure or did put her up for sale in the hope that someone else might fall in love with her, like we had.  There were many discussions and much contemplation but in the end we just couldn't leave her behind, and so began Asher's first adventure.  

With little time or spare cash up our sleeves, Asher would begin her adventures in almost original condition.  I added some of my favourite thrifted blankets and cushions and filled with walls with inspiring magazine pages, Frankie posters and Love Mae wall stickers.  With only a few days to go before our departure and with my sewing machine packed, I turned to my good old needle and thread to make some curtains from a favourite retro tablecloth.  With the addition of some vintage kitchen essentials, Asher was ready to hit the road.  

Before we began our adventure, we took her on a little test run for the day. Everything went smoothly and she seemed to handle the highways quite well.  So as we set off on our first day, we waved Mildura goodbye and headed towards the Hay Plain.  

We had just made our way out of Hay and were making great progress when Asher decided she no longer liked one of her tyres and it was pretty much shredded! It wouldn't have been too much of a problem, except that her only spare tyre was the wrong size.  There was no phone reception and no towns for at least an hour or more and for a moment I was sure that we had made the wrong decision bringing her along.  Thank goodness after an hour of hopelessly trying to get the tyre to fit, a lovely gentleman driving the opposite direction, not only stopped to help, but stayed with us and organised a tow truck to come from Griffith and take us there to get new tyres. (This was not part of the plan, but neither was sitting on the road side for three hours in the hot sun hoping that a tow truck would come out to collect us.)  And in that moment, as we followed Asher to Griffith, her little floral curtains bouncing up and down in the sunset, I was so glad she was ours.

So once we reached Griffith and picked up some new tyres it was smooth sailing. We even got to take Asher to my favourite childhood caravan park, Clarkes Beach at Byron Bay for an evening.  She was quite a hit and got a few lovely compliments from the neighbouring caravan owners.


It was such a wonderful feeling to pull up at our destination with Asher in one piece after driving her 1800 kilometres across Australia.   But her adventures were only just beginning..

These days she is having a lovely time, hanging out on Ben's parents property, just outside out Woodford, where she will be getting treated to a makeover over the next month or two. It was wonderful to spend a few days back with her over Christmas and I couldn't resist a few summer photos.  It's amazing how a little old caravan can feel like home but she really does.  We can't wait to get her ready to become Wilde Asher's mobile shop so stay tuned for more of Asher's adventures soon. 

Much Love

xxx