The run to Dubbo was uneventful. It took a while for the Warrumbungles to finally dip below the horizon but soon had the interior of the Jeep like a warm bath. I had a ‘to do’ list in Dubbo including the Western Plains Zoo that afternoon. However, I’d lost time and soon realized that WellingtonContinue reading “It’s Zoo Time!”
Category Archives: NSW
Ponto (so not) Falls Reserve
Straight up, there are no falls at Ponto Falls Reserve. If there ever was, someone’s filled them in. That’s the only disappointment here. I can’t imagine a more bucolic setting to spend a few relaxing days defrosting and enjoying the winter sunshine. Discreet van sites along the top side the river and for the moreContinue reading “Ponto (so not) Falls Reserve”
Running from El Nino
I’ve had an eye on the long range forecast for a while now. When it became clear that an El Nino event was on the cards, a decision had to be made. Heading north into outback NSW and Queensland this late in the year was always a moot point, but the prospect of heatwave conditionsContinue reading “Running from El Nino”
Menindee Lakes
On the Friday morning, I squeezed in a round of golf at the local course, which just happened to be right next door to the racecourse. Bloody magpies! The kamikazes of the bird world. No warning, not even a flap of wings. That, and the guy following me around on his V8 ride on mowerContinue reading “Menindee Lakes”
Broken Hill – A State of Mine
Damn!! Missed the Broken Heel Festival by two weeks. All those double entendres I just can’t use now. Oh well, just have to put THAT frock away till next year(lol). So, what’s left? Broken Hill reminds me of Kalgoorlie, the townscape dominated by a gigantic hole in the ground, tailings piled high against the blueContinue reading “Broken Hill – A State of Mine”
The Warrumbungler Part 1
You’ll hear the story about that a little later, but lets start with some high anxiety first. I arrived in Coona with way less than a quarter tank of diesel, which normally would not be a problem. First the Caltex and then the Shell. BOTH had run out of diesel less than half an hourContinue reading “The Warrumbungler Part 1”
The Warrumbungler Part 2
As you can probably guess, didn’t do a real lot the next day. My calves were screaming like they hadn’t been fed and, with the cold snap arriving, a warm bed seemed a really good option for the better part of the day. With the sun scraping the top of the ridge for most ofContinue reading “The Warrumbungler Part 2”
Getting Wood
Fast forward two months. Tamika and I have separated at a difficult time in her life. I’ve returned to Wauchope to oversee some insurance repairs to my mother’s house. The decision to continue this ‘excellent adventure’ has not been an easy one. But we had put too much into this to throw it all away.Continue reading “Getting Wood”