We left our lovely camp at Black Springs after a cool night snuggled up under the doona. We were at 1210 metres on a crisp, cystal clear night, I would have been happy to stay another day. Anyway we continued North through Oberon & on to Bathurst where we raced the caravan around Mt Panorama.
We then again took the road less traveled for a lunch stop at Sofala via the wattle Flat road, many very steep climbs & decents. On to Mudgee, more diesel at Gulgong then we crossed our Southward path at Dunedoo & continued up the Castlereagh to Mendooran, our overnight free camp of about 10 acres on the banks of the Castlereagh river, shared with 4 other travelers. We walked into town & had dinner at the cafe.
Yvonne ordered chicken schnitzel (again) with salad & chips, when it came the schnitzel was as big as a dinner plate & the whole meal was served on a plate the size of a bin lid (& it was good too).
Mine was a home made pulled beef pie & chips, the pie just came out of the oven when we got there & was a lot larger than I expected. Needless to say we both couldn't finish all the food. The total cost for both meals was $19.50. They will be broke next time we come through. Lots of pics on todays blog & an academy award winning video.
On the start grid at Mt Panorama, Bathurst, ready for the start of the great caravan race.
We're off, up the main straight, a couple of walkers ahead of us, but we beat them.
Climbing up the mountain, still no caravans have passed us.
Past the spot where Dick Johnson found his big rock, we were too quick for rocks.
At the top of the mountain we stopped to brew a coffee, we were that far in front we still didn't get passed, except by those high speed walkers, which we again passed on conrod straight.
Tearing down conrod & whats this??? some loon coming the wrong way.
And on to the finish line for an incredible win. Not a single caravan got past us.......................
There was a car museum with lots of stuff in it. This is a really fast car, or it was once.
Post Office at Sofala
The wild west look at Sofala.
Some minor repairs needed. This house was for sale.
The road into Windemere dam near Mudgee.
Pano of the low side of Windemere dam.
Pano of the wet side of Windemere dam.
Yvonne was too lazy to walk out to the centre of the dam wall.
The road went straight over the dam spillway.
Endless fields of grapes & wineries near Mudgee. All of SA, Vic & NSW seem to be covered with damn grapes the only thing more plentiful are bloody light houses.
Main street Gulgong.
Our spacious camp at Mendooran.
We then again took the road less traveled for a lunch stop at Sofala via the wattle Flat road, many very steep climbs & decents. On to Mudgee, more diesel at Gulgong then we crossed our Southward path at Dunedoo & continued up the Castlereagh to Mendooran, our overnight free camp of about 10 acres on the banks of the Castlereagh river, shared with 4 other travelers. We walked into town & had dinner at the cafe.
Yvonne ordered chicken schnitzel (again) with salad & chips, when it came the schnitzel was as big as a dinner plate & the whole meal was served on a plate the size of a bin lid (& it was good too).
Mine was a home made pulled beef pie & chips, the pie just came out of the oven when we got there & was a lot larger than I expected. Needless to say we both couldn't finish all the food. The total cost for both meals was $19.50. They will be broke next time we come through. Lots of pics on todays blog & an academy award winning video.
On the start grid at Mt Panorama, Bathurst, ready for the start of the great caravan race.
We're off, up the main straight, a couple of walkers ahead of us, but we beat them.
Climbing up the mountain, still no caravans have passed us.
Past the spot where Dick Johnson found his big rock, we were too quick for rocks.
At the top of the mountain we stopped to brew a coffee, we were that far in front we still didn't get passed, except by those high speed walkers, which we again passed on conrod straight.
Caravan Racecam.
Tearing down conrod & whats this??? some loon coming the wrong way.
And on to the finish line for an incredible win. Not a single caravan got past us.......................
There was a car museum with lots of stuff in it. This is a really fast car, or it was once.
This looks fast too.
Lots of motorbikes with lots of Blah, Blah, Blah, written about them.
Peter Perfects' cars.
This is Dick Johnsons Falcon from the famous 1,,,2 win in 1977.
Wayne Gardeners bike that he won the world championship on.
Main street Bathurst.
An historic foot bridge at Sofala, made in England & brought over the range by Bullock dray in the 1850s
The buckets off a gold dredge which I recognised straight away after being on a complete dredge in Alaska.
Heading down main street Sofala, it was really quaint. Just another place we had never heard of on the road less traveled.
Post Office at Sofala
The wild west look at Sofala.
Some minor repairs needed. This house was for sale.
The road into Windemere dam near Mudgee.
Pano of the low side of Windemere dam.
Pano of the wet side of Windemere dam.
Yvonne was too lazy to walk out to the centre of the dam wall.
The road went straight over the dam spillway.
Endless fields of grapes & wineries near Mudgee. All of SA, Vic & NSW seem to be covered with damn grapes the only thing more plentiful are bloody light houses.
Main street Gulgong.
Our spacious camp at Mendooran.
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