We started to drive though cotton country. Our first clue to this was what looked like snow along the side of the roads. Then when it clicked to us we were in cotton country the cotton balls started to appear in the paddocks. There were so many of them. Continue reading “Trangie, Bob Christianson reserve.”
We weren’t going to go to the zoo. It was $47 per person it was on the borderline to what we would like to spend.
One of the local shop’s staff members told us we could go to the Zoo and have coffee in the café. Some of the monkeys are on an island that sits out the front of the café. We thought we could do that and get an idea of the zoo. Continue reading “Dubbo Zoo”
One of the main tourist attractions to see while at Dubbo is the jail. It opened in 1874 and closed in 1966. Then opened to visitors in 1974, and is now on the state heritage list. The town has grown around the jail making it seem like it is right in the middle of the town. The overall area is small but interesting, as it has interactive holograms characters and animatronics. Continue reading “Dubbo Jail”
Dubbo has a bush camp run by a member of the caravan club we are in. We stayed at one in the Hunter Valley, Pokolbin Cabins. Very nice. The camp is where a member of the CMCA club opens their land up to other members to use. The site also offered fresh water and our first job was to fill up our tanks. We had stopped filling our drinking tank, which is 80L. Our stops are a lot closer now so we didn’t need to carry the extra water. Spending 5 nights at Bogan Weir, we arrived at Dubbo with only 4L in total left. Continue reading “Dubbo, Part 1”
We decided to camp at Bogan Weir as it is only 7ks out of Peak Hill. There was a shade shelter and BBQ at the campsite. While it is nice to be in the middle of a town it is also nice to be out of it. There was only one other van there when we pulled in but by night our number had doubled. The camp is a massive area so we got to pick our spot. We were spread out but as we walked around we got to know out neighbours. Continue reading “Bogan Weir, Peak Hill”
We were still in the gold country, it was discovered in Parkes in 1862. The gold has long gone, now Parkes is said to be the ‘Elvis’ Capital of Australia. Greg Page (the yellow wiggle) has loaned his private collection of genuine Elvis items of over 1500 objects to the town. There is even a 10-carat diamond ring given to a fan at a concert in 1975. Who could miss all of that? Who would miss all of that? Us. We drove though the town, not even stopping and out to the dish. Continue reading “The Dish, Parkes”
Forbes offers a great bush camp right in the middle of town. Unfortunately it doesn’t offer power and water for a donation like Gooloogong, which is probable a good thing as there wouldn’t have been room for us. The camp is set beside the lake and it was a beautiful walk along it. We weren’t the only ones to like the site, as there would have been about 30 vans already parked up when we arrived. On out first night we were treated to a gorgeous sunset with colours we hadn’t seen for a while. Amazing. Continue reading “Forbes”