Goolgowi to Enngonia South
After some planning phone calls to friends last night, we have decided to put in a few big days driving to get to our destination ahead of schedule. So we woke up at 7:30am after a good night’s sleep - the traffic was quite minimal. After breakfast and ablutions, I was doing the dishes while Greg torqued the wheel nuts. I thought he was taking a really long time so after I put everything away, I went outside to see what the hold up was. Greg had found a new “have a chat” mate and was busy talking about who knows what! After introducing myself, I said to Greg I was ready to go (as his cue to get ready). Greg went inside to finish up but I got left with “have a chat!” . Hence, it was 9:45am before we got away.
55 km up the road, we stopped for fuel in Hillston. I got chatting to Janet, the depot manager, who was all rugged up in her polar fleece and vest. I passed comment about what nice weather it was (approaching 20C) to which her response was to ask me where I came from. When I said Tasmania, she said ahhhhh knowingly, but then proceeded to say she’d never been but her husband had and apparently he had never been so cold in his life!
Elevenses were on the banks of the Lachlan River, a very pleasant spot where we enjoyed our cappuccino and crumpet. Then it was on the road again, for plenty more boring driving of a very straight road, with only kangaroos, emus and goats along the roadside to break up the monotony. We also passed a herd of cattle being mustered down the long paddock, complete with water tanker for the cattle’s drinking water. Thankfully, we had a riveting audio book going inside the car.
Lunch was in Cobar,in the same rest area we camped in when we did this road back in 2014. A much nicer place for lunch than it was to camp. Back on the road again, it was more of the same. We did comment that it was strange to see so many kangaroos out in the daytime, and that there were a lot less goats than last time we were here. Although we did see a Landline program where they have rounding up all the feral goats to sell them for meat.
55 km up the road, we stopped for fuel in Hillston. I got chatting to Janet, the depot manager, who was all rugged up in her polar fleece and vest. I passed comment about what nice weather it was (approaching 20C) to which her response was to ask me where I came from. When I said Tasmania, she said ahhhhh knowingly, but then proceeded to say she’d never been but her husband had and apparently he had never been so cold in his life!
Elevenses were on the banks of the Lachlan River, a very pleasant spot where we enjoyed our cappuccino and crumpet. Then it was on the road again, for plenty more boring driving of a very straight road, with only kangaroos, emus and goats along the roadside to break up the monotony. We also passed a herd of cattle being mustered down the long paddock, complete with water tanker for the cattle’s drinking water. Thankfully, we had a riveting audio book going inside the car.
Lunch was in Cobar,in the same rest area we camped in when we did this road back in 2014. A much nicer place for lunch than it was to camp. Back on the road again, it was more of the same. We did comment that it was strange to see so many kangaroos out in the daytime, and that there were a lot less goats than last time we were here. Although we did see a Landline program where they have rounding up all the feral goats to sell them for meat.
Onto Bourke, where we refuelled again and pondered whether to pull up for the night or keep going. I wanted to get more than 500km done today so we set off again, for a rest area further north that sounded good in WikiCamps. We pulled in at 5:30pm, to join two other vans. Settling into our camp chairs with a drink while watching the sunset was just lovely, in this very peaceful spot.
posted by Tracey @ 7:50 pm
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