Comfort Inn Hay
35 Moama Street Hay, New South Wales, Australia
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Bang! goes another kanga on the bonnet of the van.
... visit just for the joy of being there: Sitting in its sub-tropical parks surrounded by long-beaked white Australian ibises, being buzzed by kaleidoscopic lorikeets; wandering aimlessly around Circular Quay watching the old-fashioned top-heavy ferries bobbing across Sydney harbour, somehow managing to stay upright in the choppy waters; gazing up at the iconic bridge and the inimitable Opera House.
One of the most strangely thrilling things we did was ...
Homeward Bound
... of us had to go for walks to work off all the calories. There was a working mine not too far and we certainly enjoyed the walk and the scenery when we got there.
The next night it was decided to have a chicken dinner. Drivers volunteered to go into town to buy chickens and more grog. However, we had learnt our lesson and the webbers were lit a lot earlier for the roasts and vegetables. All very enjoyable again. Certainly can't say we 'grey nomads' don't ...
Saving the best till last!!
Friday 29th July 2011
Yet another driving day today – Mildura to a rest area between Hay and Narranderra. We had lunch in Hay at a picnic area near the Murrumbidgee River and then found our best camp spot of the whole trip! RIGHT ON the Murrumbidgee, called Bird Cage Rest Area! There was a toilet on the side of the road, but we took the off road option and found an awesome space to build a bush camp on the corner of the ...
Day 1
... some days to come. With a large low over the Australian Bight, we were expecting a strong head wind, but nothing like we experienced. Although it didn't slow our progress, it made a joke out of our fuel economy, particularly for Elaine's little car, which spent a bit of time in 2nd gear just keep moving forward.
We got pretty confused about the rule on fruit flies. ...
Dora Gets Down and Dirty
... how pretty Kershaw Park, beside the river,was, today it's in the river - all of it, and over a thousand homes as well.
It was fortuitous that we needed to be in Brisbane for Christmas, otherwise we might have lingered in Cooktown, we liked it so much, and Dora would have been trapped in a giant carwash. As it is, the worst that Dora has had to endure so far is being bogged down in a muddy ...


