Sunday Funday

We didn't get to have a Friday Funday last week, as I had to go to the hairdresser's, which was just as well, due to the current restrictions.

So many events have been cancelled over the last few weeks.  If you had forecast the current state of things a month ago, I don't think anyone would have believed you.

We had so many things planned.  Of course, all cancelled.  Bathurst usually has an "Autumn Colours" programme, which has outings and various events, often small and hosted by the Historical Society or other small groups.  They are really interesting and you often get to visit places not normally open to the public.  This year we had hoped to attend quite a few.  

On Sunday there was a tagalong tour to a historic rural property out near where Mick grew up.  We thought that, as we were going in our own cars and it would mostly be outside, there was a chance it would proceed, but sadly not.

We didn't want to stay home, but what to do?

In the end we packed a picnic and hopped on "Snubby" the silver sidecar and headed out to Hill End, a local historic gold mining village.  We figured we could keep ourselves to ourselves and have a lovely day out.

The day was the perfect autumn day.  Warm, but not hot. The sky was so pretty.  Despite the reduction in flights, there were loads of vapour trails.  It was so nice to be travelling among green paddocks.  You feel so much calmer.

We crossed the lovely old timber "Coles Bridge" across the Turon River.

Last time we came through here the river was just a few stagnant pools. It looks so much better now.

What a hard way to practice social distancing.

After lunch we went for a wander around the village.  Come for a stroll.

Time to head home.

We had to stop at our favourite view point.  The sky was so beautiful throughout the day.  Ever changing.

We even stopped to take a photo of this old house.  We usually just go straight past.

Mick waiting patiently........or maybe getting a little impatient.

We crossed the Turon River via another old bridge, this time at Wallaby Rocks. We are lucky to still have these old bridges.  

Next stop was the other historic mining village of Sofala. We went for another stroll.

It was so good to escape the constant reminder of coronavirus and just enjoying being out and about.