Mundi Mundi Bash Trip

I keep referring to our recent holiday, so it is about time I wrote about it, before I forget the details. It was a really memorable trip, experiencing new things and visiting new areas.

We left on this trip just three days after getting home from Baradine, so it was all a bit hectic. 

It was a beautiful autumn day for travelling.

On our first day we travelled to Nyngan. Much of this is over familiar ground, so our first pit stop was at Narromine, where Mick paid homage to the cricketer Glenn McGrath, who is a Narromine local, we called in to the little craft shop to buy some Dutch Ginger Slice, which we have had before, and were pleased to buy again.  The best thing was that we were able to buy some fresh baked hot cross buns from the local bakery, as it was Easter Thursday.

We had a little stop at Trangie, after waiting for a train to shunt back and forth over the level crossing.  

There are some lovely old buildings there.

Lunch was in a rest area at the small village of Nevertire.  It is looking rather sad these days, with only the pub still trading, by the looks of things.  You can’t even get fuel there any more.  Having said that, the silo complex was rather large with several bunkers full of grain.

By now you are in a totally different landscape to home. We love the wide open spaces.

We have stayed at Nyngan a couple of times before, once in the caravan park and more recently in the free camp. This time we stayed in the caravan park and were meeting up with some friends that would be attending the Mundi Mundi Bash with us.

The caravan park was quite full, being the Easter weekend, but there was still plenty of room. Being located on the banks of the Bogan River, it is a popular spot to go water skiing, and with the river being full and nice warm weather, there were several boats out on the water. They were putting the finishing touches on the little shelter and barbecue as we arrived. This was the view from our camp site.

Mick took his kayak out that afternoon, but not for long, as it was too choppy from the wake of the ski boats.

The setting sun over the river was rather lovely.

The perfect finish to our first day on the road.

The next day we just pottered around Nyngan.  We came across a nature trail that we hadn’t seen before.  It took you on a very pleasant walk beside the river.  

There were lots of cut outs of animals along the way.  We learnt later that there is a brochure for kids to spot the various animals.

Even a “bin chicken” at the bin.

We didn’t expect to see fairy doors.

Watch out for drop bears Mick.

Check out the size of this old tree.

When we came through last time the museum in the railway station was closed for refurbishing, so I was keen to visit this time.  They have done a wonderful job.  It is a really impressive display.

I’m usually drawn to the domestic displays.  This laundry is so like my Grandma’s.  The only difference is that where this one has an Acme wringer over the twin wash tubs, Grandma had an upmarket electric Acme washing machine that sat over the twin tubs.  It had the agitator in one tub, you then fed the washing through the wringer into the other tub to rinse, before sending back through the wringer onto a tray over the washing tub, ready to hang out.  It worked like a treat.

When we were kids, Dad worked at the gas works and came home very dirty.  He had a washing machine like the one on the left in the shed for washing his dirty work clothes, so they wouldn’t make the house washing machine too dirty.  And, one of my bachelor uncles lived on a farm and still used a washing machine like the one on the right until his siblings pitched in and gave him an electric twin tub washing machine for a birthday.

I don’t think I would like to try to sleep on this bush bed.

Their display for the Anzacs was very effective.

I was taken to see some green depression glass.

Isn’t this a beautiful sewing basket.

I liked this little display.

Did you notice the pinwheel?  We had to make one of these in third class.  Every Bathurst girl in third class, regardless of which school she attended, made one of these as their first sewing project, and they were all entered in the local show.  So many pinwheels. I still have my pin wheel, stashed away, but have never used it.

I loved the primitive hand made dolls.

We had a lazy afternoon back at the caravan park, with Mick cooking dinner in the camp ovens.  On the previous day, we bought a lovely piece of roasting beef from the local butcher, so we had that with veges in the larger camp oven.  We made a peach cobble in the smaller one.  They turned out well, and it was a nice way to wind down to holiday mode.

The river looked so peaceful on the Saturday morning before we left on the next leg of our journey.