18 July 2013

Start the leisurely return home 2013

 Still catching up....

I enjoyed Lightning Ridge so much I would like to come back some day but not so long as was the last time (about 35 years ago) Of what I remember, its still the same dirt mounds and bloody big holes in the ground.
On leaving town at a slow pace, first a little shopping to stock up on stores but what's this! the whole main street has no power. The IGA store was having solar power installed, there was some kind of accident with one man taken to the local hospital, with not too serious injuries.  Picked up a few items at the garage and headed out, cruising along in mid afternoon I came across many sheep on the road near the very tall metal statue of an Emu.

Across the road from here there is a free camp site, about 14ks out of town.

I have decided to return to Burren Junction for a few days (I think I've become a bore bath junkie) this time staying on the Tamilaroi Hwy to Narrabri and onto Gunnedah, I'll take a closer look at Wee Waa on my way through.

I spotted this Mob of Emu (I asked google what to call them) in the bush near the road. When I got out of the car to take a photo they turned to walk away so I got Ruby out, when they seen her they turned toward us for a closer inspection of the little brown hairy thing. Ruby gave a little chase, then the boss of the group turned (on the right of the picture) flapped his feathers and turned toward her, well, did she take off in the other direction. I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes, just the funniest thing to see.... 

 
Eventually arrived back at Burren Junction, rain is expected tomorrow. There are still just as many caravan/rv's here as before with a count of no less than 6 single female travelers enjoying the free camp.
 
 

How about this for a storm, heading our way...
                         

                                  


Mud, mud everywhere, well the red dirt is ok but don't wander onto the brown stuff or you will grow an inch or two with the stuff stuck on your shoes. It dries out really quickly but there is another storm expected on Friday so I'm out of here Thursday afternoon with not a clue to where I'll make my next camp, just know I want to see Gunnedah.  


14 July 2013

My time at Lightning Ridge 2013



A catch up of days past

After my first night here I figured it to be in my best interest to book for another two nights so the grand total is $128 for 4 nights, I also will do a clothes wash and dry for $6.

I'm reviewing all the information I received from the information centre.  There are self drives or tours that will pick up from the gates of the caravan park. The park office girls say they will look after Ruby in a spot behind the counter for the duration of the tour if I choose to go that way. The tours are called 'car door tours' with actual coloured car doors at the entrance to each tour and with the map from the information centre to explain and educate along the way, off I go.
                      


                                                 
On the green door tour I came to the highest point in Lightning Ridge, the best spot, the map tells me, to view magnificent sunsets. Being here to early for the sunset I enjoyed the lovely warmth of the day, this shot taken looking south west over the Coocoran Opal fields, I was standing near the first shaft dug in the area in 1815.
                      



A bazar relic of a house made from aluminum cans, ah! what
patients the builder had. The sign says the owner still resides nearby. 
No matter where you go outside of town you see all round what looks like dilapidated humpies made from scrap metal and corrugated iron, old caravans with poorly made additions and extensions surrounded by piles metal, disused cars, car parts and trucks scattered here and there with mounds and mounds of dirt dug from the miners shafts. Gives the feeling of hopelessness.
                         


But how do they live in these shambles, unless the outsider is deceived by the exterior look of the places. I hear some miners
choose to vacate the area for the summer months for a climate change , maybe they own lavish homes away from this dust bowl.
The mind boggles! why would they stay if they didn't reap reward from their hard work. I've spoken to a couple of locals, they are a happy go lucky bunch but they don't let on to what they have found in the way of Opal, only what they would like to find.

                              

        
And how about this beautiful bark, so amazing, I've never see a tree like it.

Got my days mixed up, was here longer than I thought. Anyway to continue I did my bit of fossicking, it was really peaceful listening to the birds and a warm breeze, I actually had a nana nap on the little stool I took with me, here with my bucket and spade.

  
                                            
               

This sign says it all,

                              
  

                       Should say noodle napping !!!

One of the many bloody deep holes around the place.

Spent some time in the local cemetery and many nights at the bore baths after which I went directly to the lovely showers of the caravan park. The baths are a fabulous place to hang out and talk to the locals.

This time out the only thing I've left behind is the charger for my little camera. I quite like having it on the ready in my pocket so I am missing it now that the battery has died.


 

 





 
 

 

 






 

 




 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

10 July 2013

Last leg to destination 2013


Before leaving Burren Junction I noticed this Spoon Bill looking for breakfast.

                         
 
 
I drove out at 10.30 and headed toward Walgett along the Kamilaroi Hwy, the turn off to Lightning Ridge is before Walgett so didn’t get to see that town.  

The roads are so darned straight out here you can see kls ahead and at last the view is fantastic, a wide vista of open space and in the distance I see blue sky through the distance trees with a simmering water mirage in front.  I passed 2 fox feeding on road kill and many emu on the left side in the bush.  Only half dozen drops of rain fell on the windscreen, looks like they need a decent downpour for their crops.
 
The view while driving
 
Feeling really tired I headed for the Opal Caravan Park, this one is nearest to the bore baths so I splashed out with two days stay for $32 per night. A little bit of luxury needed after 5 free nights. The place is living up to its reputation; I’d heard very good information about the Opal from many people. They have an open fire,
 

                                      


that won me over but then the bore baths is also just a walk across the road.  The showers are huge, all with shower screens within the individual shower areas, never seen that before. Ruby and I enjoyed sitting around the fire and listening to the earthy voices of the local singer/guitarist this afternoon. I’m still feeling a bit drained so did a quick shop in town while getting my bearings of the place. Tomorrow I’ll visit the information centre.

                          

8 July 2013

To Burren Junction 2013

I'm never really happy to pack up and move on, especially when its bloody cold out. Finally thought I was ready to go when I realized I hadn't put the top down, Luckily, I have my process of elimination to go thru so that saves any accidental forgetfulness. Sometimes I envoy married couples as they have two brains to bounce things between to jog their memories.

Arrived at Coonabarabran around 10.30 and made the decision to take a northerly drive to Narrabri on the Newell Hwy and give Coonamble the flick, my thinking being it might be warmer in that direction. Narrabri's information centre and their staff are A1 and the town is a bustling hub. I parked in a side street just off the mail shopping area and on foot with Ruby in tow I sort out the fresh bread shop then had lunch in the caravan with a hot cuppa.  

From here off the main road to Wee Waa I turned off the see the Australian Telescope Compact Array. There are 5 here in this photo and another one 5kls up the track.



I was lucky to see them move position while having another cuppa, Amazing!!!

Beautiful landscapes of greenery and dark brown soil seen on this mostly straight road from Narabri to Wee Waa. I passed 2 windmill and lots of cotton strewn on both sides of the road.  Drove through Wee Waa and can't remember to much about it, possibly busy looking for the signs to Burren Junction. When I arrived I don't know why but I though the bore baths reserve was on the other side of the town so I passed the entrance even though I could see at lease 20 caravans spread out across a large area. Anyway I found there is not much in Burren Junction. On returning to the reserve and finding a spot I again practiced reversing, wondering what other campers thought as the space was wide enough for a road train ha ha ha


                                                                  Girdle of Venus
The colours of the sky and a 360deg beautifully spectacular sunset. Later, as I had already looked up "Heavens Above" for the time of the International Space Station's fly pass and speaking to a group of campers we gathered at 6.25 to spot it. It was brighter than I expected, that would be possibly due to the darker sky's here so next Wednesday will be even better at -3.2.

The Inverter is beeping now, the laptop has been running for about 3 hours.  Its warm in here with the gas heater running (not if I'm in bed though) I heed the warnings and wouldn't be so silly to run it during the night, not that I need to because its really toasty under the doona's. So the battery has made my decision to stay tomorrow and set up the solar for the boost it needs, then I'll make the final leg to Lightning Ridge. Now I'm thinking "how do you get your clobber off to enter the Bore Baths" to cold to make a dash from the caravan?


 
 
 
 
 
 
 

5 July 2013

Merriwah 2013

Finally, all's  ready at Raymond Terrace, took a few hours to do the work but on the road now. I don't recall the New England Hwy being so busy in the middle of the day, the population explosion in Newcastle is amazing. 

                               This lovely old home is on the Hunter river

I was again toying with which way to travel, toward Quirindi then Gunnedah or Coonabarabran and Coonamble, as I neared the Golden Hwy I eventually turned left so my first stop would be Merriwah. Ah! that wonderful town brings back memories as I drive past the motel. A few years back I received a distress call from a friend Dave, he and his lovely wife had broken down on their Christmas trip to Victoria and was in need of a lift back home as the repair to their car would take many days. It was a 3 1/2 hour trip out to pick them up, was my Christmas present to them.

Pulling into the park (pretending to be a Caravan park) at the end of town, I practiced reversing as there was no one around and plenty of room. Shortly the park managers arrived, I entered the doorway where she was filling in the payment sheet, I explained I needed no power or shower this evening, ok she says, that'll be $20 thanks. What! no way, I turned tail pretty quickly and headed out of town toward Cassillis. But bugger! the petrol light comes on! I have two bars left and I have at least another 40ks to Cassillis. I refuse to turn around so continue on hoping the gauge is incorrect.  The Cassillis War Memorial Park is adjacent to the Bowling club and made my inquiry in the club for a site for the night, once again saying no power needed. To my surprise the cost was nil and was offered a hot shower to boot! In repayment for the hospitality I returned to the club for dinner. My first night was a warm one, I first warmed up with the gas heater for an hour or two before snuggling under the feather doona reading about the first settlers of Aus. Mighty cold out in the morning though, ice on the ground and on the car. I ran both gas burners on the stove as well as the heater until the morning sun melted the ice.

                    

                                                   Close up of the ice on my car

                    

                                      Little Ruby keeping warm

There is no petrol in Cassillis and the closest garage is in Coolah. Mmmm, no phone coverage here either, it would be silly of me to travel further so I find out there is a store/police station in the little town. I'm given the direct NRMA number at Coolah (this seems to happen often here) and in half an hour he arrives with 20ltrs of petrol and I'm on my way again with lesson learnt...toward Coolah

                    
 
              I'm sure they moved the Black Stump, It's before the turn off to Binnaway now?

then onto Binnaway to the Pumphouse caravan camp area on the edge of the Castlereagh river. There is one caravan parked here with 3 well behaved dogs. The area is large enough though only room for 7 powered sites, feeding a few dollars into the box allows for the power, the same goes for the hot shower. Plenty of non powered sites also. This is a fabulous way to welcome travelers as the signs says "enjoy" more than once. The fan heater will be running as soon as the sun goes down with the telly set up ready to go, I'm looking forward to a relaxing wind down this afternoon and tonight.
                             
 

                                         Found a friend on my walk to the shops

I have to say I really do enjoy driving thru the country side, just amazing peacefulness surrounds the view and slipping along at around 80kls give time to reflect on its beauty.

                    



                                      The Castlereagh River
I've just watched the last slithers of sun sink behind the hills and to top off the day I might brave a few minutes outside in the dark to check on the Milky Way.
 





3 July 2013

Lightning Ridge 2013

Its actually the 4th Thursday afternoon, I just noticed the date being incorrect. 

Don't forget to click on the photos to enlarge them. 

The rain hung around all of June, It seems as if it never went away since I returned from Coopernook. Today though, is the second full day of sunshine with the temp rising to 22deg this afternoon and I'm happily packing the last of my gear in the car and caravan for my trip to Lightning Ridge.

First thing tomorrow at 8.30am the caravan is booked in at Custom Caravans Raymond Terrace for another external door to be fitted, for under the front seating area, I've found these external doors a fabulous idea and are worth the money spent.  The picnic table I ordered on the net and delivered the very next day will be attached to the side of the caravan and with the de flappers, the attachments will be screwed into the wall and with a couple of large holes for the other end of the de flapper in the roller, then there is the rope tracks to be riveted to the other side of the caravan so I can hang my home made very green en suite and lastly I hope they have time to check the broken front leg of the van, I'm told the boys knock off at 2pm on Fridays. 

It's sometimes hard not having a man around to do fiddly jobs, it can be costly but hey what can I do.
  
I expect Ruby and I will be hanging around Raymond Terrace for a few hours, maybe then as the time passes I can gauge what distance I can travel before sunset and decide where to camp for our first night. I'm really hoping to get out around or past Denman but we will see how long it takes to finish the job.

I've a few neighbors looking out for the home while I'm away so that puts me at ease. Karen wont have to worry about my mail as  bills are all paid thru the bank now. The rest is only junk mail.


23 May 2013

A long long story 2013


Dennis and Ken are two long term campers, on the road full time. For me, I would call this kind of living “homeless” but, each to their own! although they are not really homeless as they have their caravans. They are harmless fellows; Ken bought up his smoker/kettle from his camp, to the shared fire near my camp and smoked chicken legs for dinner for the three of us. This was repayment for Dennis and I sharing the cost of a weed sprayer, to use for his shower. Was only $22.00 Dennis picked it up in Port Macquarie while he was visiting family and having a hearing test.
Ken has a scary story to tell, he was camping in the bush in the forest near this camp area a  year or two ago. He had an almost empty gas bottle and in trying to find out how much was left in it, he purged it, the thing was, was when he did that, it was pointed toward his small camp fire. The fire caught the gas and fire rebounded to him then to the other replacement gas bottle, a big explosion, he and all his belongings were alight then the forest was also alight. He says campers were just onlookers and didn’t help him; I met the farmer/RFS person who saved him, he walks his two dogs each afternoon past the camp ground. Ken nearly lost his sight that day; he says he was more worried about his dog.  

 
Dennis and Ken
 
Dennis worked in the food industry traveling overseas tasting all sorts of delicious foods like live snake, spider and beetles to name a few.  He also told me he had his superannuation managed by an American company, you can guess what happened! No more supper.  Denis left his book on “his thoughts” for me to read. Seems he has been writing since around 1998. He lost his wife to cancer a few years back.  Told him he is a sole man after reading some sad stuff.

One early evening sitting by the fire, in rides Jude and Astrid, two female push bikers laden with gear, traveling from Melbourne to Darwin then yachting to Scotland.  Unemployed Paramedics with a blog called ‘foons on bikes’.  With an invitation to share the camp fire for a chat and to cook their meal we heard their story so far, from leaving Melbourne in April. They had all the best gear for their long trip, light weight tent, utensils made for two different purposes, four saddle bags for each bike. Their main concern sounded like it would be traveling across the desert as they haven’t so far, carried much water.

                                                     Jude and Astrid Setting off again

Surprise, surprise… today, a van that had been parked down under the trees for 2 nights now stops by my van on the way out and asks is my name Helen? To explain, on ‘The Grey Nomad’ forum I learnt of a fellow traveling around NSW going by the name of Solo Steve. I got onto his blog and have been following his travels on which I’ve left comments occasionally.  Well, Steve, while resting up on his returning home was trying to figure if it was me in the little caravan, as my avatar on forum is a different colour he wasn’t too sure. I made him a coffee and we sat for a bit and talked (he talked) about his past, present and future.  He lives in Nelson Bay amazingly; in his past life was a chemist, not sure but maybe the CSIRO type chemist.  He has a few problems he is working out. I was happy to meet Solo Steve on the road.
 
                                                              Solo Steve
The lovely couple from Cundletown, Taree.  He had made a choofer for himself which I liked very much and tried to convince him to make me one for a good price of course. And their shower setup was a weed sprayer from bunnings with a good shower head to boot. The fellow also showed me the de flappers on his awning; I’ll buy a set at Nabiac caravan shop on the way home.

A German couple traveling in their home made caravan showed me how to make a quick shower from a 2ltr juice bottle and a plastic tub.  It works a treat, great for hair washing, all though they use it for their full shower to save water.
 
                                   The German couple holding hands on their hike
Another lovely couple from far north Queensland, now traveling home, had their home leveled last summer by a hurricane that swept through their town. Their home, until theirs is rebuilt is a well set up off road caravan.

Two couples from Newcastle, Jock and his wife, Maree and Bill had a fantastic table and stools setting, that becomes separate after opening. The extra stools would make for places to put water containers and other stuff to save bending down all the time, so going to buy one at the next Caravan and Camping show.
 
                                                                 
Don and Fran and their ‘over the top’ motorhome called Applause.  When it drove in I thought it was a school bus. They’ve been full time on the road for 2 ½ years, been across the Nullabor to the west and this time have traveled from Melbourne, planning to stay here for a week depending on the weather then continuing on to warmer parts up north.
 
Mornings getting chilly
 
And what about the Townsville couple on their return home, his wife was ill, her colour yellow, with MRSA in her toe and he played his didgeridoo and spent two days rapped in a towel? What was that about?

Bill, his son Chris are Carpenters with Julie the girlfriend and two Labrador dogs.  Traveling for one year and working on the way around Australia. Their blog even has one page specifically for the story of their beloved dogs.  Bill is in his 70s and has battled cancer and won, these two remind me of Steptoe and son, of course being Poms. His boy Chris is doing a wonderful thing for his dad.
 
                               
 
 
                                                              My camp site
My shopping trip back into Taree! Called the vet on the main road into town the day before and asked if they would take Ruby for a few hours while I went shopping. Yes, so first went to the Laundromat and left my washing. Salvos next then Spotlight, WW, Bunnings was a short trip out of town.  It was great shopping at Taree. I haven’t needed to stock up on food as I took plenty and the freezer works really well.                  
                                   

                                                                    A local farm

Frank and Heather’s idea of making their shower area using the rope tracks and two poles and rope gives enough room to have a large en suite. I’ve bought the material from Spotlight in Taree and am ready to make my own. After a few days stay they are off to Elenborough falls or Swans crossing to free camps for a few more weeks. Their two Maltese dogs were treated like their children. I’ve learnt so much about where the best free camps are outside of national parks.

 
There are a few motorbikes around, especially on the weekends, but they don’t cause too much trouble and most slow down when passing the camp area as they kick up so much dust when they speed by.

Second trip to Harrington and their IGA store, it’s the best IGA store I’ve ever seen.  I don’t mind leaving money in the area after free camping for so long, it’s a good thing to do.                                                       
                                                    Harrington where to river meets the ocean


                                                                     Croudy Head
 
 
I can see Port Stephens in the distance
 
 
Croudy Fishing village 
 
Harrington
 
 
 Up a very rough, dirt road for rock fishing at Croudy Head

Motorhome club came on Friday for the weekend, 8  motorhomes, others went to Swans Crossing but eventually arrived at the right spot during Saturday.

Cass and Jeff were newer members of this club, I didn’t see much of them at first but when I heard that their club rules don’t allow dogs around at happy hour, I said to them that it was my fire that these people were sitting around and his dog George was very welcome. The next afternoon Jeff give us a treat, he played his Bagpipes. Fabulous sounds in the late afternoon, it made me think of my grandfather playing his Bagpipes for us when we were kids.
This couple lives on Possum Brush road and are starting up an overnight stay area on their property. The shower and toilet is in place and ready. 
 
 Harold, traveling alone as his partner wont camp, showed me how to make bush pancakes and we all got to try them. His motor home, grey and gold in colour and fitted out beautifully is named inspiration.

                                      Harold in the flannie, organising for the pancake mix
 
Fabulous pancakes, lemon came from the local tree and a touch of sugar. Mmmm
 
                                                  
  

Barry and Janice, he owned caravan building/repairs in Newcastle, he is battling cancer and is on chemo, not a well man.

I put together some tucker for Dennis and Ken to put in the jaffle iron, had all (at least 12) that were around the camp fire drooling, offered the tucker to them, a few took up the offer, eventually some had their jaffles out and it turned out to be a great night especially after my first try at cooking damper, many people, many instructions, partially burnt damper shared with all left around the camp fire. 3cups flour. ½ teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon sugar. 1/3 cup butter. 180 mils Milk. Cook for ½.  
 Tasted more like a scone but anyway...

                                                                  What a croud


 
                                                                   

Monday, most have gone on their way now with a few lingering and just me and Ken around the camp fire as Dennis went to Port Macquarie for another checkup.  With the left over damper dough I made Johnnie cakes on the hot plate and kebabs sticks with onion, capsicum, can potatoes, pinapple, bacon and a small piece of steak. Lovely tucker but Ken couldn’t wait and was eating them mostly raw.

Mmmmm

 
 But what happenen to my second Damper cook........ah yes.... 1/2 hour not 1 hour...silly me

I’ve met and talked to at least 60 people while on this camp. Learnt so much and loved the company. It’s amazing; I don’t see or talk to this many people in my own neighborhood, although I will be happy to be home again to my quiet peaceful place, I do miss my home and I’m so glad I listened to the weather forecast and headed home when I did.  It was a lovely warm trip back down the highway.

Now planning to take off again, hopefully early August but next time I’ll keep going to see what I can see on my next Eureka out and about