Word came back that there are no doubt tyres with a club member at "Bowraville". Though way too far ahead at this stage of his journey to be useful. If only we could find someone who was heading southward from Coffs Harbour region who could do a rescue drop off!
Then I next hear that Leon has received another call that someone at Port Macquarie has a heap of the exact required wheels standing by on loan offer. But again still just out of reach to make use of to get Leon’s beloved family ...and "cool car" on the northbound road again.
I had to hang up as Leon had yet another call coming through. More ideas of help and further encouragement.
It seems someone about to drive south, may be able to bring a wheel from the Kempsey district, but he won't be leaving before around 4:00 am. Meaning a seven hour "camp in the car" at least, ahead for Leon’s boys.
What an unexpected adventure my cool little grandsons are having.
Camping in "daddy’s FC wagon" on its first big "run in", out of town!
Good thing they are all now bedded down in lots of not so cool blankets!
Lets hope it wont turn out to be a seven hour roadside sleep over.
Comfy accommodation for this little battling family in the Sunshine state going to waste, and all!
...Meanwhile the wonderful guy at Port Macquarie is also still on the job. With hope that a closer contact of his, near Old Barr may be able to assist "the Cool Family".
Worst come to worst this great guy at "the port", has even indicated he may yet personally come to the rescue, and make the long drive down and back.
A welcome relief to this mum of "FC COOL", I really must admit.
My next call to Leon is good news. The motorist who stopped earlier is back. He has an odd, though suitable tyre that will fit at least to get the family moving again. It's more like a four wheel drive style tyre, Leon tells me, but the rim will fit, and an exchange of $45. with this so welcome stranger, makes it a real bargain in this situation to get all to safety off the roadside.
The plan is to get to Port Macquarie on this wheel, fit FCCOOL with the offered matching wheel, and roll on up and over the QLD. boarder in original FCCOOL style.
The prayers are working.
The local trader leaves Leon to fit the wheel.
Only I discover on my next check in that the rare and special (
just like my boy 
)imported socket Leon uses to remove the wheel nuts can't be found on board.
Its either at home with the spare, or lost in the dark amidst unpacked bags and bedding in the make shift sleeping place of young "Leon and Karsons" big adventure.
I'm in the same Sydney suburb, and Leon is now asking I go down and do a search of his garage workshop floor! Yikes! Is he kidding?
But then again he knows I'm a "Cool mum" so I guess he isn’t.
So I get on my warm hunting clothes, steal capped boots and head on down.
Finding the light switch in the dark in this “geniuses workshop” (to my boy
) was my first big challenge.
I survived that quite well,
I'm proud to say, and began to survey the areas I'd been instructed to pan in.
I think I may have struck gold, and now have to drive back home to “phone in” with the news. How to get the thing there is next bridge to cross. Get there first.
I get back home and begin to describe on the phone, this cylindric silver nugget to the master.
Unfortunately I've struck out.
Ruling out that object (what ever that thing was ) I make another trip back down with even more descriptive details of the lost treasure I'm in search of, and further clues Leon has come up with as to its elusive whereabouts.
On return to Leon’s home base battle ground, my next find is looking good. Way more fitting the description, I think I have it for sure this time, and as I'm heading back home I’m thinking of ways I can relay a picture of “the find” to ground zero, to make certain it’s “the one”, as I begin to consider the idea of the request I sense is coming next in relation to my cool motherly duties.
An unexpected Friday night drive to have an unplanned visit with my dear sis at Wingham.
