Category: NSW

Food, NSW, Places8 Comments

And the winner is…Wild Rye

Itching for Hitching

Mar 2019, Pambula, NSW We stop at Pambula, NSW as El Prado has heard that there is a good pie shop here. A pretty good reason to stop I’d say. Wild Rye bakers and coffee roasters are amazing and everything that we buy, bread, cakes and freshly roasted coffee beans to top up our travelling supplies is delicious. Toothless tucks into a Cauliflower and Blue Cheese Pie. I’m not sure if this is breakfast or morning tea but Woody and I choose to share an Almond Croissant which shoots to the top of our Almond Croissant leader board, yes, we’re … Continue reading And the winner is…Wild Rye

NSW, Wildlife9 Comments

Lyrebirds

Itching for Hitching

Mar 2019, somewhere in South Eastern NSW Just before Eden a lyrebird scoots across the highway in front of us. A whoosh of brown with his magnificent long tail trailing behind. That’s four that we’ve now seen in our caravanning travels and all too fast to be photographed. Elusive, is the best description for those little buggers. But even more curious is the fact that they can mimic many other sounds so if you hear a chainsaw in the bush it just might be a cheeky lyrebird exercising his vocal cords.   Continue reading Lyrebirds

Bush Poetry, NSW8 Comments

By the Gwydir

Itching for Hitching

Aug 2018, Gwydir River, Bingara, NSW A walk in the winter sun along the riverbank where horses graze and giant gums stand high upon ten feet long roots washed clean by past floods and home to spiders and the like. Is it any wonder then that this poem comes to mind and circles my brain like the painted horses on a merry go round? The Spider by the Gwydir By Anonymous By the sluggish River Gwydir Lived a wicked red-backed spider, Who was just about as vicious as could be: And the place that he was camped in Was a … Continue reading By the Gwydir

NSW, Places2 Comments

Bingara

Itching for Hitching

Aug, 2018, Bingara, NSW Bingara’s Main Street is a short walk away from the caravan park and a pleasant surprise. It is a neat town with memorials to the doctor and chemist. There are murals on the walls and a grand court house and then there’s the Roxy Theatre. Wearily we drop into the Imperial Hotel’s Gwydir Bar for a drink. There’s a fire burning and a friendly barmaid who has escaped the city (Ipswich) for the community lifestyle of Bingara. As we are dog tired and wanting to tour the town’s Roxy Theatre we decide to stay another day. … Continue reading Bingara