Day 111 Tuesday 29/9/20 Lake Burrendong
A closer look at the park reveals a bit of a shambles. A lot of the permanent cabins are overgrown and in need of maintenance and one gets the overwhelming feeling to start pulling out weeds. But on the plus side it does have Apostle birds. Crazy, cheeky and constantly chattering Apostle birds.
We drive back through the Wellington valley past the derelict Dripstone church to the town of Wellington.
Upon second inspection this is another town that has had better days. There are lovely gardens and those imposing buildings and friendly local folk but there are a lot of empty shops. Being sandwiched between the large cities Dubbo and Orange and of course that bloody drought would be enough to suck the life out of any town. Thank goodness the government is building the wind and solar power station here.
Woody fills up with diesel and asks “Is there an Aldi in town?”
“Yeah just up the road.” Says the assistant.
“This road over here?” Says Woody
That gives us a chuckle, Dubbo is after all 50kms up the road.
Now back to those weeds. Purples and pinks, yellows and creams and oranges. Cape Weed Daisies, tiny almost microscopic snapdragon like flowers alongside broad mats of delicate dusky pink ‘bunnies tails’. Sometimes beauty is in the smallest of detail, the things we overlook.
Travelling Kms: 0