Saturday, 15 April 2023

2023 March 4th - April 15th Off to Australia 👍

 2023 March 4th - April 15th Off to Australia 

Dateline: 2023 April 15th, Urunga, NSW 

My final destination in Oz:
The Best of the Bight Cliff Top Camping

The great Australian 

Outback
Richard, my travel buddy, has permission to
take a whole month off of

his husbanding duties to travel DownUnda
for my final Antipodean trip
My swag from the US
About 1/3 price 

Oh yes, we are first, or is it business class?
It's incredibly comfortable, full flat
Etihad to Abu Dhabi in a 777
My newly discovered favourite airplane
I think we are having dinner
over the Caspian Sea
It was very good food

Two flights, YYZ AUH and
AUH SYD, about 30 hours
Here, SYD COF, below, Annies
place somewhere
I guess this is what it's all about, Richard & Annie renew and greet

And I renew and greet my lovely cruiser,
aka, the ole gal

Emma is here, on a week or so off
She's back to Saudi Arabia in a few days
We left on the 4th and
arrived on the 7th
Gary looks after the 
essentials
I'm terrified of driving on the left
I follow Gary into Coffs and bite the 
bullet on my return
A buddy of mine (you know
who you are) is star struck
with Gary's equipment
as it were. I send him all
the shots that are fit to
print 


Richard is under strict instructions
to keep saying "Keep Left", basic but it's working

We return safely. This is a BIG deal for me
We take our hosts out for a slap up dining experience
Oz has become outrageously expensive since I was last here


At the local, Urunga style 

We are right on the coast, so the Pacific is
pretty much at the doorstep
Heavy waves, I only go once, that's too much
Ilge and I have been travelling in the Ole Gal since 2010

The current condition does not give me any
clues about how it should be done
I've totally forgotten how to set up the ole
gal for outback travelling
But we do a shopping trip to Coffs and it begins
to gel after some fashion
We had it down to a fine art
It was so simple, everything (not very much) had a place

To more practical matters
I am shanhai'd into the
kitchen. This happens
a lot
On what appears to be our final night
Its trivia at the local. We bomb!

Our starting Km's: 354236

And finally, for an early start, we are off, or about to be at 11:30, March 15th

Of course, we don't just drive, first it's
an Eco park

Then we see signs for "Danger Falls" 
So it's another swim, then a sandwich
Then a bit of R&R



We've travelled to Armadale about 300Km 
and we start to work out how or if, everything goes together
It's a long winding road up onto the plateau
 but our camp has a pool 
It's still bloody hot, at least 30C
So this is really a welcome break for us
A lot of winding hill roads, so I'm happy
to have got here unscathed and unscathing
Why yes, a GinnTonic would do nicely thanks

We have the morning shade, so we just ablute
and head off to breakfast somewhere in town

We work out an easy routine
Drive in a general westerly direct, work out where
we will be around 5, and Richard somehow, finds
a camp to stay for the night and reserves over the phone
We decide that we will head to a hotel if it's going to get really wet

This is Dubbo 
The pool may not look like much, but in 30+C
we're not complaining

Breakfast is always at
"Best Breakfast"
according
to Google maps
We have a handle of food
The utensils and misc ingredients we have give us
some basics

Cobar.
At least there a
re only a few travellers out in
the bush 
for a vacation. That means everyone is up either with or even before dawn and are off

We are finally getting into
outback country
Just a brown field with maybe a tree 
Cobar, deep outback now
355246
On our way to Broken Hill,
in Wilconna, my phone
shut down
"Shutting down due to
excess heat"
It was 42C

We typically do 300 - 400Km per day
more for my comfort level than for any 
other reason 
Richard loves my honey mustard salad dressing
so we have it whenever we find green things

Broken Hill, as in BHB
Properties
Huge amounts of silver brought
a lot of mining (and cockroaches) here
It's unbelievably hot, like 42, 43 
So we are here for a couple of days. until the heat subsides a bit
Everyone hides in the pool

For anyone who hasn't seen it, Pricilla, queen
of the desert was filmed here, The Palace hotel
The temperature eventually resets to around 30
around sunset. 
I need to do maintenance on the tent

Last night at Broken Hill
The local pub does a
fabulous 
Pork belly
Definitely better than mine

The missus and I actually camped pretty much
in this spot, maybe 8 years ago
I do tent maintenance, but only first thing in the morning

"The Living Desert", just outside of Broken Hill
It's also famous as the backdrop for
M
el Gibsons Mad Max movies shot here
Never saw A ONE
Cockroaches? Billions of
them.
We had the fun experience
of one (each) climbing up
our legs as we were driving
out of Broken Hill.
Yes, UGH! 

Everyone has to go to there. Sort of an artsy fartsy kinda place. 

Being there early meant fewer flies
It's also a cooler drive, for a while anyway
Unfortunately, high fences and razor wire
were liberally strewn around: Port Augusta


Kimba, supposedly half way between
Sydney & Perth, displaying local
fauna (taxidermied I assume)
Port Augusta. I remember
the oysters from last time
Still great
Here, Standpipe Golf
Motor Inn. Great Indian
grub

Richard is well known for
his napping requirements
Me, not so much
This, about an hour out of
Port Augusta

Suggested servings

Ceduna and beach camping
Now this is vacationland
Richard goes for a swim
in the ocean, every day
My breakfast was typically
coffee and croissant
Richards was full, 
like totally full
Significant Outback from here on
Eyre Highway to Perth

What on earth is "Bulldust" you ask. A good question. We had no idea either
It's a nightmare for anything except a 4 x 4. Extremely fine ground up dust
covering deep holes in the road. Imagine a 50cm deep hole covered by water, but here, dust. You have no idea until the wheels sink into it


I'm still not 100% Oz outback material,
even though my beloved cruiser is
Even this simple trek is fraught for me
This, for maybe obvious reasons, is 
Mexican Hat bay

We're heading out to Fowlers bay recreational
area. There's NOTHING!
out here

Covid, Oz style

It's remote (for me), windy, very dusty and
I have zero idea as to why we are here
We fire up the stove and have something basic

Pretty desolate too. Not much nightlife out here

It's very pretty here as the sun sets. It's quite cold
It says 4 x 4, but we needed (IMHO) a 4 x 4 to get here but there was
a Toyota Corolla coming out as we came in. That's definitely NOT a 4 x 4

Richards bivouac. He also goes for swims out here
I can't do that without access to a fresh water shower
At least the campsite does have one thing, yes, a long drop

Don't be fooled! The outback isn't unforgiving,
it just doesn't care, about you, your vehicle, anything.
Everything is your problem
The Nullarbor. My 4th time out here
We have made it. My final desired destination in Oz:
The Best of the Bight Cliff Top Camping. We are bout 150Kms from the
start of the Nullarbor, about 70Kms from the  Western Australia border

We grab this totally uninterrupted view of such austere beauty, and it's all ours

My original idea was to come here for a week 
and watch whales cavorting in the Bight

Richards idea was to head to Darwin. Luckily
the roads to the north were all flooded, otherwise,
I would have dropped him off and headed down here

BUT! Whale season is mid winter in local
parlance, not now.
Another month or two. 
That's May - October.
Guess when my sailing season is
357225: Nearly 3000Kms

So, I'm delighted to be here, have a GinnTonic and send pix of it
to my mates back in winter up't'North

This is "Free Camping" There's also absolutely nothing here
Bring everything. It's an Australian institution. I think that most Ozzy's are just cheap. It's hardly luxurious out here, except for uninterrupted outback
This is our destination. Tomorrow, we head back East to begin our return

We head back, this time east
and wait till we get here to do our various bodily function requirements
This roadhouse is about one hundred Kms from the camping site

I needed this for my boy scouts badge
Nullarbor Roadhouse.
Diesel incredibly expensive
Freshly bowels and skin
excavated and cleansed,
we enjoy the fruits of years
of the daily slog

The humour of the desert

Heading back for a night, again, in Ceduna
Richard really enthused

 Richard has talked me into a real outback adventure 
the back road from Ceduna to Coober Pedy

Here are salt pans. 


And it certainly turned into one
The forecast is for flooding around here
It's only a flat tire, but in the outback. Well, I'm always nervous out here
One mistake can make a lot of difference, sometimes to your health, life? 
Luckily, Gary made sure the spare was serviceable (Good on ya mate!)
And Richard did all the hard, dirty work. I managed and did photo ops

And we make it through to "civilisation"
Kingoonya Caravan park, not to be confused with Kingoonya Camp Ground
which is actually just a dust patch
Here you actually have a shower and a kitchen
Total luxury all round
We meet others who have trekked across really
wild, sand duned areas to get here.
I guess you grow up with it

Kingoonya, 
I think the population was 6
Out there, there is nothing for about 3000Kms
We depart to more civil areas and tire repairs

The sign said that the road
was now closed

The clouds stayed away until we
arrived on the other side on the main highway


250 Kms later, we approach our days destination
We pass by seemingly endless outback. I try
to commune with the desolation, bearing in mind that this will be my last experience of endless emptyness

You have heard of the gold rush? How about the Opal rush?
That's Coober Pedy
Once excavated, the mines were turned into
living quarters, shops even
We are hundreds, maybe
thousands of Kms from any
food distribution centre, yet
it's the cheapest food in
Australia
It was brutal.
The heat, dust
survival...
There is almost zero water here
Later that night, it absolutely pissed down
No doubt the storms we just missed
on the outback track shortcut
We would have hotelled it if we knew this
was likely to happen, but this is the outback,
it NEVER rains here


In fact, it only rains here
once a year
Are we lucky or what?
Richard up very early
buying Opals
And, for the true believers, underground churches, previously Opal mines 

Lots of them
Russian (?)  Orthodox was big here

Heading back to Port Augusta
The van is a wet disaster. Everything is drying out. 

Still shut. Guess that we just made it out in time

This say's everything that
you need to know about
the outback
Be brave, be fool hardy, but above all else
be prepared

Just before Woomera (a rocket/ defence testing area), Lake Hart
No lake of course, actually endless salt (and more) pans

Back to Port Augusta. Time for laundry
Tonight, it's Indian at the
Standpipe golf motel
358861
From Annies at 
354236
About 4500Km
We decide to head down the Yorke peninsula
Here at Stansbury caravan park

We have indulged in frozen oysters can you
believe?
They are surprisingly good
It's a pretty dull area. We retreat immediately
Considering the years
of use and the recent downpour
My tent has held up pretty well 


Clare Vale, a veritable Mecca for wine lovers, that's us
Typically, we find a deserted camping area as
we both need to get up a lot at night, so bushes,
trees and lack of lighting is a good thing
In case you are wondering, no occasionally we didn't make it
Note bikes at rear

It's a huge camping area
and
I'm informed that we have
the last camping place
We find a local bike shop and get a few days
of local transit 

Richard does the BBQ

And I do the greenery
and sommelier
Having bikes, I think I can do a major exercise
routine 
Dry season in Southern Australia, so most things dead and dying

 We are on a roll. It's hilly all around here
Well, as much of a roll as old, unfit
fat cyclist can do in their fading years
We stop at a few cellar doors
We head out with great intentions
This barkeep is a hoot, we have a blast with her


This being a brewery at the end of a really hilly lane
We end up totally pissed
The hills were down on the way there
Richard made it up, I didn't

Complete with the brewery
paraphernalia
We leave Clare Vale and head to Barossa Valley
Here a beer stop in Greenock
And we walk around Tanunda town
This being Bar Musque. Richard said
this was the best wine during the entire trip

Barossa Valley camp site
Me and the wife camped
here a long time back

Richard is always hungry
This with the wine samples 


It's getting late in the season
There's an entertainer here at the local pub
but it's not really the season for outside beers any more. I get all of my clothes out 

Suitably reinforced, we
hire bikes at the local
library/ tourist centre


Breakfast for Richard at
the Four seasons of Nosh
A really great place for
coffee and croissant (mine)
too
Jacobs Creek vineyards.
We have to take a number 
and wait
So we indulge in pre viticulture, and also
a game of daft cricket, but without a real ball


Jacobs Creek vineyards.
Quite a staple in my cellar

We find the official, paved bike path
A great relief after the non ike path roads
We reach our furthest winery, Kellermeister
There's a biking extravaganza
billeted her for lunch

We head back, now totally and utterly plastered
Hefre, on our totally pissed way back, avoiding
all traffic and pot holes,
the last pix of Richard in one piece
 Lots of samples later, we
end up at Lou's
I'm really glad Richard 
talked me into lunch here
Slow cooked lamb shoulder
I've tried to recreate it
several times. No chance

I have passed Jacobs Creek, and found
that the real bike path continues. I negotiate the hills and
dangerous negative cambers, Richard does not
I'm waiting here when I hear the scream
Richard bikes back, with unknown injuries
Next day and we head out
to Adelaide. He's got a
ticket to Sydney, then home
Here, fish and chips,
Oz style
Minimum 4.8 on Google
reviews usually means
excellent grub

Richard retires to his tent, but later, heads to
the local hospital
 I supply food and he stays in overnight
I've found a great cottage just outside Adelaide
great for the airport and a real bed
For some, still totally unknown and strange
reason, Richard needs to locate a grave of some
ancient ne'er do well uncle about 15 times
removed at an Adelaide graveyard
But he's up for the benefits of such
travels. 
Street food at the Adelaid market


It's time to relax at our
cottage, well, for me anyway

It's very difficult getting
Richard in and out of the van,
but he's still up for a tour of 
the town
This all kangaroo





Richard as he departs at Adelaide airport
April 5th. Just in time to meet his 30 day
deadline
 Once b
ack in Boston, he was diagnosed
with
 6 broken ribs, a lung clot and
pneumonia, 3 nights in hospital and
lots of drugs may deter drinking and
cycling in future, maybe

We wander around Adelaide,
eventually, we have a
milkshake and head back
359648
About 5500Km so far
I have not seen much of
Adelaide. I head into town
for a few hours. It's a really
fun place 
Tailem Bend, another sweet, typical NSW 
small town with a decent bakery as I head back 

Here at Peak Hill
A sad day, and a sad
farewell. The last night
with the Old Gal as my
trusted companion

 Heading back through the (wet) deserted areas of NSW, I say my final farewells
361528
About 7300Km, as Bilbo
would say,
there and back again


I try to duplicate the
fabulous lamb shoulder at
Lou's as per their recipe
No chance
It was a hard, long, noisy and fume filled drive
back. Lonely too without Richard 
Gary has been patiently waiting for the return 
of the ole Gal so he can test out his latest project 
It's not just chewing gum
and duct tape, it's 
screamingly hot chewing
gum and duct tape
Well, his new project actually starts
It gets very hot and I suddenly have Deja Vu
about Gary's fix em up projects
Glad to be out of it
and, glad we didn't sink or explode
Up to Nambucca Heads for some Ozzy machismo
and tucker
I give the van to Gary as I have no more need for it. 
A fitting end to my Oz touring, a picnic on the beach
Exactly what she was built for
Yes, this will be my last trip to Oz. This will be the old Gals retirement

We start to say our goodbyes
I'm off to NZ bright and VERY early next
morning

And that's it
Time to cut the cord
I've got what I suspect is Covid, and cough myself daft all night

As Jim Morrison succinctly put it: "This is the end my friend, this is the end"

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