The posts of our most recent trip, at the beginning of September, have really dragged out. I promise this is the last of them.
After our visit to the Nundle Woollen Mill we kept on our way. Our route this time was via Muswellbrook and the Bylong Valley. We haven’t travelled that way since all the heavy rains in 2022, which caused quite a bit of damage to the road. Hopefully, it would be much better by now.
Of course there was lots of lovely scenery along the way.
It was a bit nerve wracking crossing this very narrow bridge with the van in tow.
The area around Muswellbrook was all lush horse studs when we travelled this way as kids and in our early years of marriage. Now it is all huge coal mines.
Once you get past that area there are the stunning rocky hills.
Our destination for the day was the Bylong Sports Ground. We have stayed here once before and it is a lovely quiet and pretty place to stop. There was only one other van there on that night.
This was the view from the caravan door. You can’t get much better than that.
There is a pretty stone church just over the fence, so of course we went and had a little explore. Let’s go for a walk.
As the afternoon was getting a little chilly we lit a fire and had a relaxing time before tea.
There were so many jet streams criss crossing the sky as the sun set.
In the morning we were visited by a very friendly magpie. You can just see it at the bottom of the photo. No swooping by this one. We think it is very used to campers giving it tit bits.
I had another quick wander around the church and it surrounding cemetery in the fresh morning light.
Now, the road condition……. It wasn’t too bad for the first part……
But once we moved from the Muswellbrook council area to the Midwestern Council area the road deteriorated significantly. Patches on patches on patches. We took it nice and slow.
Then it was the climb up the windy road to leave the beautiful valley.
There were loads of wattles at the top.
There were more jet streams as we drove along.
Our final stop before getting home was the little town of Kandos. This former cement industry town was looking pretty with the spring blossoms.
It was so nice having the luxury of extending our Baradine trip this time, but it was also nice to get back home.
I wonder where our next caravan trip will be? Your guess is as good as mine at the moment, but I’m sure we will come up with something.