From our overnight campsite

We started our day by taking the track through the park

, deviating to a lookout without a view!! The other option for camping in this park had been the Greenbah creek camping area, and we were keen to see what it was like. As we approached the Greenbah site it was much greener (and a creek ran alongside the track).

There are only 6 sites down here, but more trees and birds. We had met one vehicle coming the other way along the track, and surmised that they had probably spent their night at this campsite. It took 9 minutes from here to get back out to the Baldry/ Peake Hill rd plus another 5 min to reach the T junction on the way out. So it definitely would have taken longer to get into this one the night before. (but we probably would have had company and seen more birds)

We stopped at West Wyalong and made sandwiches for lunch, which we ate in the local park. They have made a real effort here with a green belt through town, making a series of nice parks. In this one there is a metal framework making the word “HOPE” where people hang their padlocks, a lovely red flowering gum, a recent wooden carving of an eagle and chick on a big tree stump, some really good local toilets and a small lake area. (As well as a covered picnic table to sit at)

We did check out the plane in the park across the road (the Lions Park) , but were more amused by the notice that the Bland shire has teamed up with Dull in Scotland and Boring in Oregon to form the League of Extraordinary Communities!


We made a brief stop at Weethalle to photograph the silo art before continuing on.

At Hay we had thought we might stop for the day, but were both still feeling pretty good, so enjoyed our afternoon tea by the river at about 4 pm and moved on. There were lots of caravans staying in the free camping site at Sandy Point,

and older people swimming in the river, playing a game of something physical and eating/ drinking at a table.

They have greatly improved the river track here since we were pulled up by the local police about ten years ago on a trip through, when we diverted down here along a muddy track to try to find a cache at night. They had wondered if we were up to no good, having seen us disappear down the track. Of course we weren’t , but they didn’t know that.
We carried on to Tooleybuc and booked into the Tooleybuc motel , not flash, but it has proved to be passable in the past. The same proprieter talked on and on to Trevor (who had tried to escape his attention by sending me in alone to book in) .
A pub meal was interesting…. the meal was fine, but the ambience left a bit to be desired- We decided that Thursday night seems to be footy and netball practice night, and they all seem to come into the pub (with kids in tow) – who were making a hell of a noise around us and running around.
We walked back to the motel via the river front and admired their modern ramp down to as platform on the river level. The sun was just setting and the river was calm and beautiful.

The airconditioner proved to be more noisy in this room (to the extent where it was turned off in the middle of the night to allow Trevor to sleep) but the shower was much appreciated and the beds comfortable.


































































































