One thing we have discovered on this road trip is that no matter how quiet and uninfested with tourist sites one's chosen route may look, there are always distractions and interesting things to discover. Always, we seem to be dragging ourselves away from places we would like to explore a bit more. Monday was like that. All we had to do was drive from Armidale to Forster, a distance of 285 Km, quite do-able in a few hours, even with a caravan on board.
But first there was Uralla, then some birdwatching, and lots of oohing and aahing over scenery. Thunderbolt's Way is a delightful drive. It has been the best season in 30 years, the locals say the country hasn't looked this good for ever.
The photo below was taken from Carson's Pioneer Lookout between Walcha and Gloucester. The most panoramic and stirring vista. Could have stayed there longer. But it was clear that the rain which was moving very slowly over that distant hill was heading our way, and we knew a steep decline had to be tackled next as we exited the high country of New England and returned to the coastal strip. So we legged it back to the car.
The descent was 6 kilometres of 9% to 12% incline, quite steep. But Rover did his job of keeping Clover under control and us on the road, so we survived, and outrun the rain. More delightful scenery. Jacarandas everywhere. Note to self: Must. Plant. Jacarandas.
Green grass enhances every rural feature, even rustic cattle yards (below) look beautiful.
This was taken in the very pretty country towards Barrington
It must have been a bumper season, judging by this harvest.
Eventually, we arrived in Forster, and set up in a far corner of our favourite campground, the Lakeside Resort, just a few metres from this view over Wallis Lake.
We will be here for a couple of weeks, having consultations with our builder and our designer. The Great House Project is underway.
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