When your in-between the outback and the sea, it becomes a matter of the destination and NOT the journey. The western plains are flat and carpeted with salt bush and huge bare paddocks. It was time to re-acquaint myself with the wide open spaces and the horizon to horizon blue sky. Coincidentally, the RV ‘secretContinue reading “Coolamon’s on Fire !”
Category Archives: NSW
The ‘Young’ Ones
No….not THOSE Thatcher hating, aspirational Sex Pistols anarchists…..but the similarities did not go unnoticed. An approaching voice called out the next day, “Hello, helloooo?” A quick glance behind the voice saw a jumble of tents and swags in various stages of disarray about 50 metres away. “Do you have a hammer?” “Yes I do.” “CanContinue reading “The ‘Young’ Ones”
Gone in 60 (hundred dollar bills)
The up-side of being behind the news is that, dear readers, you avoid hearing about the necessary but mundane bits that keep the wheels turning. Three weeks in Melbourne for preventative maintenance on Jeep and van – and I’ll spare you the blow by blow. But what started as a tiny hose replacement essentially turnedContinue reading “Gone in 60 (hundred dollar bills)”
Jingellic
With a caravan pre-inspection booked in over a week, I had plenty of time to wend my way back to Melbourne, The alps had been the high point of this little odyssey and now a stint of rolling country side would be a relaxing treat. There was no hurry to check out as Jingellic, myContinue reading “Jingellic”
Down Slidin’
Now, it’s not like I didn’t think this through. I’d let the water tanks run down to reduce the weight of the van. I practiced my low range driving and put on my Slow But Sure cap. As I sat at quietly at Dead Horse Gap, I was steeling my nerves while taking in theContinue reading “Down Slidin’”
Smiggins Diggins
Three days and nights on the mountain top was not ALL zen and meditation. As well as being irradiated by the surrounding communications towers, this was also the jump off point for mountain trail bike riders who plunged down a network of capillaries to a car park far below. There wasn’t a lot of whoopingContinue reading “Smiggins Diggins”
Reaching for Higher Ground
Two things stand out when you cross back into NSW along the Monaro Highway – the landscape opens up and the potholes disappear. The tall timbers and dodgem car driving gave way to sweeping green open country on a steady but comfortable uphill climb towards Bombala. I gotta confess, I always thought Bombala was anotherContinue reading “Reaching for Higher Ground”
Lake Cargelligo
There are lakes and there are lakes. As Mick Dundee would say; “That’s not a lake…..THAT’S a lake”. Now, I’m sure there’s bigger out there, but it certainly dominates the view from just about anywhere in the township and surrounds. According to my guide, there was only one free campsite close to town, Frogs Hollow,Continue reading “Lake Cargelligo”
To the Murray….and Beyond 1
It was sad to leave Lake Congelligo, but as they say, duty called. My partner in musical crime, Phil had his second AZ shot… and lived, and Tamika had ‘persuaded’ me as only she can, that it was the right thing to do….if not for me, for the country. I took the precaution of checkingContinue reading “To the Murray….and Beyond 1”
It’s all about The Dish, ’bout The Dish, no Trouble
As far as I know there are two reasons to go to Parkes. One, if your an Elvis impersonator (get a life people) and two, to see the radio telescope made famous by Sam Neil et al in The Dish. So, I’ll go with whats behind door number two please. After spending two days withContinue reading “It’s all about The Dish, ’bout The Dish, no Trouble”