Heading west via Bells Line – who’d have ever thought it would be the most direct route! For me the trip commenced on Old Windsor Rd, through Richmond and meandering through the goat track known as Bells Line of Road. My next stop was Bilpin. The Grumpy Baker. The chunky steak pie is one of…
Category: Hilux
Another Snowies Adventure
Nothing spells adventure more than getting up early and loading up the coffee jar with a fresh grind, enough coffee to last the next five to six days. With breakfast done and the Hilux packed I hit the road, first destination a bakery somewhere between home and Canberra. Unfortunately Heatherbrae’s wasn’t the grand stand finish…
Behold the Snowies solo adventure – Part 1
It’s hard to put my finger on it, but travelling solo is one of the best things that you can ever do. Once you get past the harsh realisation that it’s only you in some remote places; the solitude and lack of timelines or timeframes is truely appreciated. This trip, like most usually starts at…
Camp #10 2025; Oberon and beyond, part 2
Oberon is home to the Big Trout, Lake Oberon, Mayfield Gardens and also noteworthy; it’s main industries are farming, forestry and wood products! And a little known fact being that Oberon on winter solstice 2025 was the coldest town by daytime temperature. I’d also like to make a bold statement, the bakery next to The…
Camp #10 2025; south west of Oberon, part 1
I’m fortunate in a way, working for almost 20 years in the public health service has enabled me to bank up a lot of leave, getting a Thursday and Friday off was music to my boss’s ears. Though it probably didn’t make much of a dent to my overall balance. On to more important things,…
Camp #9 2025; west of Oberon
It’s a great feeling hitting the road early on a Friday morning without incident… Rewind a few hours to my stressed state, the plan being to be on the road by 7.30am and all was going to plan until it hit 7am. That’s when the alert flashed on my phone that multiple databases failed to…
Camp #8 2025; The Bridle Track
I’ve been travelling on and off along the Bridle Track for the best part of two and a bit decades, I’ve lived through the peril of driving Monaghans Bluff, seen the Turon bone dry and traversed the new bypass. But!! I have never until now camped along the track. In earlier years pre Bluff land…
Camp #7 – 2025; an even quicker get away
It’s been a well over a couple months since my last post (and camp). Not much has happened in between, the weather has been terrible, I was sick and did I mention the weather!?! I finally got the opportunity to get away, the plan was – well there wasn’t a plan. The plan was a…
Camp #6 – 2025; the quick getaway
Picture this, it’s 6:45pm, it’s freezing and you’re starving. You’ve just jumped in your truck with six fish cocktails and chips sitting on the passenger seat. You start driving and the food aroma engulfs the cabin, your mouth begins to salivate, the temptation is too much so you reach over rummaging through the packaging and…
Camp #5 – 2025; 4wding to pretty places
Friday night at ‘Wang’ is starting to become a common theme! Knock off work Friday arvo and head up the highway, stop for a feed at Blackheath fisho and arrive at Lake Wallace around 9’ish, freeze your arse off setting up the tent and then warm up by the fire sipping a beverage… Once daylight…