Tuesday, 13 August 2013

Moree to Coffs

We left Moree for the coast on Monday.
 
First pic is the tiny village of Gravesend, which is on the Gwydir Hwy about 25km west of Warialda.  The sign took my fancy (it is a man leading a horse, with a couple of dogs at following along behind him), and the village is just a tad different from the Gravesend in Kent where we'd been a couple of years back.  I thought it was a giggle. 
 
 
 
In this first part of our journey, we saw many of the large birds that had me fascinated at the Hot Baths in Moree. In retrospect, and in consultation with my friend Wendy, we have decided that they were actually Black Kites, not Little Eagles as I had stated previously. There were plenty of other birds of prey along the road too. I spotted a couple of Goshawks, and a number of others too far away to identify from a car flashing by.
 
Through Warialda and on to Inverell, a lovely town whose name comes from the name of the station belonging to Alexander Campbell, who settled here in 1848.  The name is of Gaelic origin, and signifies "meeting place of the swans". 
 
Here we found this gem - the Court House, built in 1886.  Can you see the intricate crest above the main door?

 
And a little further on, the Town Hall, opened in 1901.  It is mid winter, so the trees are bare.  Woud love to see it in summer.

 
From Inverell we headed for Guyra and pretty soon, the country changed from flat open agricultural land, to lightly wooded pastoral land with cattle peacefully grazing in the fields.  Looked like there were a few dairy farms as well as beef cattle, as we spotted several places where the cows had congregated, waiting to be milked.  Also, plenty of playful calves chasing their tails and each other. 
 
 
Guyra is a village in the New England Tablelands, and is quite high, so we were soon travelling in much more wooded rolling hills.  Love that - to me the most aesthetically pleasing landscape of all.
 
 
After a lunch stop in Guyra, which, by the way was significantly colder than it had been down on the Western Plains, we went onto a lesser road, headed for Dorrigo.  By now the landscape had changed again, and there were some significant hills, with loads of jagged rocky outcrops in the fields beside the road.
 
We attempted to get to the Cathedral Rock National Park, but were thwarted in that we did not have a 4WD and the road was a mess because of roadworks.  Sigh!  Never mind, we have decided to come up this way again, so will make sure we do this next time.
 
We did, however, manage to get to the Ebor Falls which are in the Guy Fawkes National Park about 3km from the tiny village of Ebor

 
David decided that it was high time that I got into the act, and proved that it was really me here, and not some imposter. LOL.  You can see by my beautifully coiffed hair that it was blowing an absolute gale up the gorge! 

 
The next town was Dorrigo, then it was a steep winding descent following the Bellinger River into Bellingen.  And the scenery has changed once again.  No longer alpine country, now it is lush rainforest.  Bellingen is only about 15km to the coast, and about 30 from where we are staying, so we are planning a day trip there in the next couple of days.
 
We are staying at Smugglers at Korora.  Right on the beach and a lovely, well appointed apartment.
 
 
 
 


2 comments:

  1. It's so interesting for me to see the country. Thank you for sharing!

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  2. All I can say is - mid winter?!!! (So jealous of that....sigh)
    Oh, my, there are some beautiful buildings and landscapes along your route.

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