NOVEMBER 2015: Port Stephens, NSW (in the Rain)

A weekend away to the coast is meant to be full of sunshine, surfing and cold beers.  Unfortunately I seemed to choose the only weekend that contained a mixture of rain, lightening, wind and more rain.  With no chance of sunrise or star photos I had to make do with the grey overcast weather.  It could be worse.  I could have been at work!

The area of Port Stephens has some interesting jetties from the new to the ancient.

If you look closely you can see a couple of lightening strikes. 

"A pelicans bill can hold more than its belly can"

With no sunrise I had to make do with some interesting rocks overlooking Shoal Bay.

There were also some interesting rock formations on the coast which is in the Tomaree National Park.

The 4WD track in to Tomaree National Park.  Short but fun.


September 2015: Mt Buller

With the twins in the National Club Championships for gymnastics needing to be picked up in Bendigo what better excuse to pack the camper and head south.  

The trip started with a slow meander south taking the more off the path route via Kootamundra and Narrandera.  Its great getting off the motorway and following some of the smaller roads.  Unfortunately many of these are by-passed by travellers so all that remains are the closed businesses. This is a part of our country that will one day be gone with little reminder of the thriving community that once existed.

The first night we camped at Berembed Weir.  This is a nice spot by  the Murrumbidgee River.  Heading  from Junee to Narrandera you pass through some lovely little towns such as Ganmain and Matong and take a right.  This takes you to Old Narrandera Rd and not far from the intersection is a dirt track that goes for approx 12 km. You cross the weir and their is plenty of shaded spots (although the ground is a bit bumpy). While you are a long way from anything there is a clean flushing toilet at the picnic area a few hundred metres away which my daughter was thankful for.

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The great thing about travelling through this part of the country at this time of the year is the Canola Fields.  This sea of yellow with a blue sky is amazing.

From here we made our way to Deniliquin for lunch. While I didnt take any photos I will definitely return here one year for the Deni Ute Muster which I only missed by a couple of weeks.

Arriving at Bendigo it was really only a day to pick up the kids from the Gymnastics comp and head east for a few days camping. Again it looks like I will have to save Bendigo for another trip.

From Bendigo another lovely drive through the cutest of country towns with some classic buildings.  Rushworth was a definite favourite and a great spot for lunch at the local baker. Unlike me I didn't try to photograph this place, instead just soaked up the character enjoying the moment.  I did however stop for an old run down bush hut somewhere outside Euroa.  While time has got the better of this building it is a classic reminder of the past.

We made it to Mansfield for an over night stop.  Again a lovely town with an amazing backdrop. 

The next day we headed to Sheep Yard Flat. While in the peak season I hear it is a place to avoid we had most of it to ourselves at this time of the year.

We spent the day exploring some of the trails and creeks with a few short walks in between.  Unfortunately many of the tracks further up to the huts were still closed (they dont open until later in October).  As before it seems I am going to have to make another trip back here. 

Back at camp we had a good look at Fry's Hut (built in the 1930's).  Still amazes me that someone lived and prospected here at the time. While I was keen to take some night time star trails over the hut the full moon got the better of me so again - seems i need to make another trip back.

The next day we decided to get up early and head up to Mount Buller to play in the snow. As it was the very end of the ski season there was no intention to ski.......  Well thats what I thought until we got up there.

It turned out the weekend we were here was a cold snap in Eastern Australia.  This brought freezing conditions for one last blow of the snow making machines but also a flurry of natural snow as well. 

Despite the screams of pain from the bank balance we thought 'what the heck' so sold the left kidney and hired the gear for the day.  Both the kids and us had a great time.

not bad for the last weekend of the ski season.

with so many things we missed it looks like another trip is in order but not a bad way to spend a week.

AUGUST 2015: Tamworth, NSW

I had the pleasure of going to Tamworth for a few days to watch my daughter in a gymnastics competition.  So what better thing to do with my spare time than escape to the country to take some photos.  What was amazing is that I didn't even get one of the iconic Golden Guitar.  Looks like i may have to venture back for the country music festival one day. 

One iconic structure that i am always fascinated with is the windmill, an essential tool that has allowed these areas to survive.

There was no opportunity for any sunrise shots this trip, nor did I manage to get any night star trails due to the full moon.  So I had to settle on one sunset.  And it was rather a nice in the end as well.

JULY 2015: Coolah Tops National Park, NSW

This story was published in the December 2015 issue of 4WD Touring Australia

Rugged up like a polar explorer the warmth from the crackling fire only manages to travel a few feet before the cold night air sucks its energy into the darkness.  As the temperature dips below freezing you begin to realise it is warmer in your camper fridge than outside.  But with the cold also comes a camping experience that invigorates not only the body, but also the mind.

With news bulletins warning – “the most powerful cold front to cross Australia’s southeast in years will hit this weekend” we knew we were in for a chilly time camping.  And we knew it would be even colder as we were heading to a place called COOLah Tops.

Coolah Tops is located 380 km north-west of Sydney on a narrow plateau, where the Great Divide, Liverpool and Warrumbungle Ranges meet. Passing through the towns of Mudgee and Gulgong the expanse of the Liverpool Plains quickly erase the memories of the big city left behind. Tall buildings make way for a world where the planet appears to be 90% sky and 10% green rolling paddocks. And it is here where you get a true feeling of being ‘beyond the black stump’.

But more than being just a figurative term, the town of Coolah holds claim to being the home of the black stump. The local Aboriginal Gamilaraay people are rumoured to have called the area ‘Weetalibah-Wallangan’, meaning, ‘the place where the fire went out and left a burnt stump’. In 1826 Governor Darling formalised the land boundaries that passed through the centre of a property known as ‘Black Stump Run’. Today, a rest area and replica stump mark the historic location.

While claims over the black stump continue to be fiercely fought between country towns the Black Stump Inn, a 2 storey hotel built in 1928, has that country charm that pulls one in for a more peaceful cool ale.  But with the temperature in the single digits, instead we make our way to the Coolah Bakery to warm up on freshly made pies and sausage rolls. 50 metres further on we leave town with the book end Coolah Valley Hotel similarly trying to beckon us in for a beer.

40km out of Coolah, the road leaves the flat plains.  Here it becomes a dirt track winding its way up the plateau, green grasslands either side providing nourishment to both the cattle and thousands of wild goats that roam the hills.

As we climb higher and the temperature drops further, we get to a small marker that signifies Pandoras Pass.  In 1823 the botanist and explorer Allan Cunningham found this important crossing through the mountain range opening up a northern path to the Liverpool Plains. This early traveller not only helped the Liverpool Plains become one of our most valuable farmlands, but he opened up access to Coolah Tops for travellers that followed such as us.

(A few images of the car getting a taste of the fresh country air)

Leaving the pass and farmland behind we continue along the track and enter a large Eucalypt forest, its tall trees preventing the winter sun, now low in the horizon, from penetrating. The reference to the black stump is also well evident as we enter the forest. A recent fire has converted the silvertop stringy bark and forest ribbon gum trunks in to vertical liquorish coloured stripes.  Despite the fire there is still plentiful wood to ensure that a campfire tonight will keep the chills at bay. The good news is that this is one of the few National Parks that allow you to collect firewood.

There are several campsites in the park including Cox's Creek Falls and the Pines.  But we make our way further on to the Barrack's camping area and set up camp and a warm fire before the short afternoon light disappears leaving behind the glacial mountain air. 

One sign that it gets cold here is the fact that Coolah Tops is home to some majestic snow gums, the largest in the east of the park. Its also home to some very friendly wildlife with the red-necked wallabies and eastern grey kangaroos watching on with bemusements as we huddle around the fire.

The next morning we reluctantly leave the warmth of our sleeping bags and head out and explore the park. With 30km of easy dirt tracks there are plenty of options.  A short distance from the Barracks camping area we meander along a path that weaves amongst a prehistoric stand of grass trees (Xanthorrhoea glauca). With some over 300 years old, these three metre ancient giants stand like soldiers adorned with large fuzzy hats.

A short drive and another small walk takes us to Norfolk Falls.  While only a trickle due to the dry winter, the waterfall must come alive after a heavy rain, the water cascading deep in to the valley below.

Following another fire trail to Pinnacles Road Lookout we are immediately greeted with stunning views out across the plains to the Warrumbungles and Mt Kaputar.  At the eastern end Breeza Lookout offers similar impressive views perched 1200 metres above the plains.

We spend the next few days exploring the remainder of the Park including Bracken's Hut built in 1937 and the Gemini Loop Track which provides access to an old sleeper cutter's hut. These relics provide a glimpse of a previous time when the imposing forest was seen as a resource to harvest rather than protect. Luckily the National Park now conserves this unique part of country NSW. 

There is one opportunity to slip the car in to 4WD and that is Jemmy's Creek 4WD Trail.  This starts at Breeza Lookout and descends in to the valley to join up with Pembroke Road 20 km west of Merriwa.  Unfortunately for us the track was closed for maintenance but this will just give us another good reason to return here one day. 

The thought of winter camping may not be everyone’s ideal holiday. For us however, there is nothing better than escaping the pages of the city street directory into the Australian bush. And if you really want to go ‘beyond the black stump’ you could not find a better place than Coolah Tops. 

Not a bad way to spend a few days in the great ozi bush.

MAY 2015: Melbourne, VIC.

I love travelling the expanses of the outback or along the coast.  But sometimes I need a dose of big city to enliven the senses.  While I was in Melbourne for work I managed to explore the lanes and streets in an attempt to capture the essence of this place. Click on any of the images below to see them larger.

 

APRIL 2015: Corryong, NSW - The Man from Snowy River

There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away
And had joined the wild bush horses - he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.

This trip saw us head south to Corryong near the Victorian, NSW border to experience the Man from Snowy River Festival. It was three days of horse riding, country music, poetry, cattle dogs, bush hats, tractors and everything else country. The below story was covered in the July 2015 Issue of 4WD touring Australia.

The wild stallions eyes bulge, desperately seeking an escape route from the chute.   The gate opens.  Dust flies as the heaving mass lurches one way then pitches the next trying to remove the whip-cracking cowboy from its back. 8 seconds does not seem long but it only takes a split second for the cowboy to be tossed into the air and come crashing to earth.

This is the scene from a great weekend away at Corryong, a small country town in the foothills of the Snowy Mountains halfway between Albury and Cooma.

Most Australian can recite the famous lines “There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around that the colt from old Regret had got away”. But not many know the story about Jack Riley who was the head stockman at Tom Groggin Station, a pastoral run of 8000 ha on the upper Murray.  He is said to have recounted the story of his pursuit of the colt that escaped which “Banjo” Paterson later penned the now famous poem “The Man from Snowy River”.

What started out as a poem, and then later a classic Australian movie, has now become an annual challenge between stockmen who compete to be crowned the best horseman of the snowies. This involves six demanding horse events that test the best of both horse and man. It culminates in the top 10 riders competing in the ‘Paterson’s Brumby Catch’ and ‘Kosciusko Stocksaddle Buckjump!’ to determine the winner.

he Man from Snowy River Festival is three days of horse and rodeo riding, poetry, art, utes and general high country life. Nights are filled with country music as a sea of Akubra’s and RM William boots dance in the dust. One of the most popular events is the re-enactment of the poem and a celebration of the life of Jack Riley with the echo’s of horses hooves filling the mountain valley.

We have stayed in some amazing camp sites over the years but this is definitely the first time I have camped on a golf course on the 13th fairway.  The township opens its doors to visitors, which includes allowing the thousands of campers who descend on the town to set up on the adjacent course. If you wish to stay further afield there are numerous great campsites that are dotted along the striking Murray River.

The Country music keeps every one going through the night.

For those that want to explore further afield, Corryong is also a great starting point to explore either the Snowy Mountains or Burrowa-Pine Mountain National Park located near by.  The Park is known for its impressive Bluff Waterfalls which cascade in to the valley as well as Pine Mountain which is one large rock said to be one and a half times as big as Uluru.  It also has a network of 4WD tracks through the park.  Alternatively, take a rod and try your luck catching one of the brown trout or elusive Murray Cod that call this part of the world home.

Many of us have Craig’s Hut, built as a set for The Man From Snowy River film, on their list of must do weekend escapes.  However if you really want a true high country experience make some time to go to the Man from Snowy River Festival at Corryong to marvel at the skills of these stockman who’s lives are so intertwined with the land. And while you are there you could even try your luck at ridding a bucking horse.


The scenery in the surrounding countryside is also magic

It was a great escape from the big smoke.  

APRIL 2015: Bilawi, NSW

What better way to spend Easter than a few days on the farm with friends enjoying a BBQ by the river.

FEBRUARY 2015: East Beach, NSW

A weekend away with great friends.


JANUARY 2015: Emerald Beach, NSW

Sometimes you need to escape the big smoke to feel the sand between the toes and allow the sea breeze to filter through the brain blowing the fog of city life away.

Below are some family photos from the trip over on Flickr


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