Mountains, rain forests and falls
03.03.2017 - 08.03.2017 24 °C
Moss Vale (population 7900) 3-7 March
After filling up on political/art and cultural stuff, we headed north and needed to stop somewhere central to allow us some exploring as well as being close enough to Sydney to allow catch up time with rellies in the big City. We passed through Goulburn (see the big Merino photo) and ended up in Moss Vale. With huge amounts of rain predicted for the NSW coastline, we took the opportunity to rest. We spent some time walking the town, attending worship at the local UCA on the Sunday, and driving down to Fitzroy Falls to walk the beautiful forests and check out the falls after the rain (in Morton National Park). Flowing through the national park is Yarrunga Creek, which drops 81 meters to the floor of the valley below and eventually makes its way to the Kangaroo River.
We also caught up with some rellies from Sydney for a great BBQ.
Then it was time to tackle the road past/through Sydney. The M7 was fine (busy but wide) and the road north was good as well. It was only the A28 that was a bit of a nightmare (about 8km, but they are apparently building a tunnel). Towing a caravan for those 8km of Sydney traffic was enough for me. The road north of Sydney was quite a surprise. It has two lanes in each direction all the way to Port Macquarie.
7-8 March. We camped at Hawks Nest (Myall River Camp) at Myall Lakes National Park (in the Great Lakes Region), on the north coast 100km past Newcastle, which features one of New South Wales' largest coastal lake systems. The area makes one wonder if this is what Canada could have looked like if it had gum trees! The main road is brilliant, but we took a detour (scenic route) that took us through twin cities Foster and Tuncurry (pop 18000 between them) all along the coast.
The lakes are beautiful and the mountains and dense forests much more than we expected. At a beautiful picnic spot next to Wallis Lake we had lunch, but I was robbed by a Kookaburra that swept down (despite our vigilance) to steal a piece of my T-Bone leftovers (see photo).