While in Canberra we stayed in our van at the best hotel in town - the Canberra Hawkes, Stuart's brother and sister in law Peter and Sandy. As usual we had a great time and stayed a lot longer than we intended. Pete and Sandy took us and Stuart's son James (who was Christmasing in Canberra from Clermont in Qld.) on a cruise of Lake Burleigh Griffin.
James, Peter, Stuart and Sandy |
The Telstra Tower |
The War Memorial |
Parliament House |
The Carillon
The Carillon is a huge musical instrument with bells and someone has to play it the same as any musical instrument
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We did a trip to the Arboretum one day and there was an amazing display of Bonsai. These are only two of the trees
As we were only about 3 hours from West Wyalong we had New Years with Kylie, Peter and Zac. Emma and Joel were in Mackay. Joe came down from Yeppoon to celebrate with us as well.
We did a trip to Griffith to take in the wineries and Joe stocked up.
And New Year was great as well.....
Our aim was to get to the Murray and we were anxious to start our run. The start of, for us, an epic journey.
The Murray is
2,508 Klms long and
we intend to travel the entire length of it. That story we will leave for another time.
Dog on the Tuckerbox |
The old road bridge and rail bridge from another era in Gundagai
obviously not used anymore
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we arrived at our first overnight stop which ended up being 2 nights on the banks of a little creek which in better days, runs into the Murrumbidgee River. A little further down the track we crossed a very small Murrumbidgee River.
We made our way
closer to Mt Kosciuszko and found another nice camp spot for the night.
We left our van and
did a drive to the high plains where the Yarrangobilly Caves are.
The entrance to the Glory Hole Cave was an amazing sight. It was a half a klm walk in. Right in the car park were a few old Snow Gums. So beautiful.
A beautiful avenue of trees on our way to the caves |
The opening to the Glory Hole Cave |
Inside |
The entrance to the Glory Hole Cave was an amazing sight. It was a half a klm walk in. Right in the car park were a few old Snow Gums. So beautiful.
and Cooinbil Hut was built in 1866 but a tree fell in a storm taking out one corner and so it was re built using as much original slabs as possible.
The drovers huts we
visited were over a hundred years old.
This was the setting for our lunch that
day.
On the way through we
were also lucky enough to encounter 2 of the reported hundred of wild brumbys
that still roam the area.
We assumed that we
would spend a day or so in the Snowy's and then head to the reaches of the
Murray. How wrong where were we?
The beautiful and
at the same time stark countryside is both amazing and wild.
We drove to all the
places that we hear about on the news every winter regarding snow reports.
Like Perisher
Valley, Thredbo, Tumut, Tumbarumba, Jindabyne and Khancoban.
We also saw signs that we would never see in North Queensland.
We also saw signs that we would never see in North Queensland.
Yellow line marking to be seen in snow |
Stuart crossed another
one off his bucket list while here.
We went to Thredbo
and took the chair lift halfway up the mountain to Eagles Nest and then while I
sat and drank hot chocolate he trekked the next 14 Klms return to the top and
back.
A great effort on his part.
There were hundreds
of people doing the trip over the weekend and Australia Day and the community
were holding an event called "Kossie on Aussie Day". Those who made
the trip also got a Sausage Sizzle on return to the top off the chair lift.
Stuart standing near the cairn on top of Mt Kosciusko |
The start of the chair lift up to the restaurant half way up |
Looking down on Thredbo from half way up |
There were a lot of people catching the chair lift up and riding mountain bikes down the trail specially designed for bikes |
We had never seen one before but it had the nicest call. It had been raining nearly every day since we arrived in the area and On our second last day we got a fairly loud storm with a little t of wind and by about 10.30 pm we both agreed that the awning would go if we didn't bring it in. In a lull, Stuart went out and put everything away and rolled it in but the storm had passed.
So quiet and peaceful
we didn't want to leave but we knew that the Murray was calling us.