Another day in the intrepid exploration of this island which I think I will call Australia!!??!?
As usual I started my day exploring Branxton on whose oval I had spent the night. A nice little town with a bit of history, as they all seem to have, and off the main drag a few nice buildings. Then after the normal things like breakfast etc I jumped in the van and drove off. First stop today was a town called Kurri Kurri where I got gas and replaced a stop light globe. This took a little longer than expected, every does I find.
Newcastle was next and I was not expecting much but felt that I could not travel up here without including it. The initial drive through was as expected lots of suburbs, some nice buildings but I failed to find the visitor centre. Then lo and behold I see a Fort Scratchly perched on a very high hill neighbouring the entrance to the Hunter River and Newcastle port. It is a great lookout and I got fabulous views of the city, the coastline and the beaches. As an added bonus it is also a very interesting historical site and I spent quite a bit of time looking. Then I drive out of town, but on the way discovered some other stuff to look at so that I did not leave Newcastle until about midday.
I have decided to run more or less straight up the coast rather than zigzagging inland all the time, I cannot see everything so I made a wild guess as to what is worth seeing and what I will miss. I really do not know what I am missing but, as I said, I cannot see everything.
On the way towards my intended camp I passed a caravan repairer and stopped in to get my fancy TV antenna modified so that I can open the main hatch without putting the antenna up. He did a good job and we had a chat about the 1957 Chevrolet in pristine condition that he had outside his workshop. Then I proceeded to my camp which is a national parks camp alongside a lake and very nice, probably worth at least a couple of days. My neighbour turns out to be an electrical engineer (I cannot seem to get away from engineers) who has had considerable experience with Fiat Ducatos like mine. He is the sort of person who collects and records all the information and who is taking quite a bit of time to pass a lot of good tips and data and good advice on to me. More of that tomorrow.
As usual I started my day exploring Branxton on whose oval I had spent the night. A nice little town with a bit of history, as they all seem to have, and off the main drag a few nice buildings. Then after the normal things like breakfast etc I jumped in the van and drove off. First stop today was a town called Kurri Kurri where I got gas and replaced a stop light globe. This took a little longer than expected, every does I find.
Newcastle was next and I was not expecting much but felt that I could not travel up here without including it. The initial drive through was as expected lots of suburbs, some nice buildings but I failed to find the visitor centre. Then lo and behold I see a Fort Scratchly perched on a very high hill neighbouring the entrance to the Hunter River and Newcastle port. It is a great lookout and I got fabulous views of the city, the coastline and the beaches. As an added bonus it is also a very interesting historical site and I spent quite a bit of time looking. Then I drive out of town, but on the way discovered some other stuff to look at so that I did not leave Newcastle until about midday.
I have decided to run more or less straight up the coast rather than zigzagging inland all the time, I cannot see everything so I made a wild guess as to what is worth seeing and what I will miss. I really do not know what I am missing but, as I said, I cannot see everything.
On the way towards my intended camp I passed a caravan repairer and stopped in to get my fancy TV antenna modified so that I can open the main hatch without putting the antenna up. He did a good job and we had a chat about the 1957 Chevrolet in pristine condition that he had outside his workshop. Then I proceeded to my camp which is a national parks camp alongside a lake and very nice, probably worth at least a couple of days. My neighbour turns out to be an electrical engineer (I cannot seem to get away from engineers) who has had considerable experience with Fiat Ducatos like mine. He is the sort of person who collects and records all the information and who is taking quite a bit of time to pass a lot of good tips and data and good advice on to me. More of that tomorrow.
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