Set out today for Woodenbong via Kyogle.
Left our mushy site about 9:30 this morning, drove to Woodenbong, 90 k’s away, arriving nearly 2 ½ hours later. The road was narrow, steep in many places, & very winding, but the vistas we saw, stretching out for miles at times, were awe inspiring. Long rolling hills all lush & green, deep valleys & distant mountains appearing around every corner, several times we stopped, just to take in the view. Kyogle appeared to be a successful town with a mixture of well kept old houses & modern houses. Even the fields were very neat & tidy as small herds of animals grazed the fertile land.
Woodenbong or Wooden Bong as Liz renamed it after leaving Nimbin, is a small, quiet, pop. 600, town with a tiny shopping center of 6 shops. Or so we thought until we came to the community hall where rock n’ roll music was blasting out the door. It turned out to be some sort of senior citz gathering.
We enquired about the road North as there was some doubt as to whether it had reopened yet, but it was clear to go. We were also directed to the local community ground where we could stay for $5.00 a night, unpowered & a dollar for a shower. We have picked a reasonably dry spot to stay & spent a quiet, pleasant afternoon in the sun & with the cool mountain air, the best nights sleep so far.
Our target today was Tamborine Mountain, another 90k’s. More hilly country on the way, more glorious views. Arriving on the mountain around 11:00 we went for a walk to Curtis Falls, then on to the information centre to check on all the sights, & accommodation as well. As it was difficult getting around in the van (no parking for large vehicles) we decided to leave the van at the caravan park & run round on the scooter. Imagine our surprise when we arrived at the park only to find they were closed for renovations & they were the only one on the mountain. As we had to drive back down we decided to stay down & found a park at Oxenford. What a disaster!
Next day we rang our friends, the Pecks, to let them know we were about to gatecrash their place, stayed for 3 delightful days, only must do thing was to drive back to Tweed Heads to vote on the Saturday for which Marilyn graciously lent us her car.
Standing outside their house on the rolling hills of Mount Nathan, Tambourine Mountain was right in front of us, to the left was their lychee orchard & to the right was the macadamia orchard. When you walked through the macadamia trees you came to the Coomera River, which dissects their property on the banks of which Colin had erected a BBQ picnic area. The weather was delightful, warm sunny days & cool nights, just perfect for relaxing.
Come Sunday we were sorry to leave but it was time to push on, todays destination, Bribie Island.
As we drove along the weather started to turn bad, by the time we arrived at the island it was threatening rain & it was just suburbia, so we decided to push on. Our next stop was to visit Dan’s parents.
Back on the highway it started pouring & rained most of the way there, finally we arrived at Sippy Downs & we were warmly greeted by Erol & Julie, spent a delightful night with them & slept in a comfortable bed for a change.
Mount Lyndsay |
Curtis Falls, Mt. Tambourine |
Along Curtis Falls track |
Lychee orchard |
Macadamia orchard |
Colin, Marilyn & someone unknown |
Bridge to Bribie Island |
Glasshouse mountains |