Leaving Sydney

Just after dark he came home, unemployed and redy to go. And off we went. A long drive later we turned down a long and dark gravel road in The Blue Mountains and found a campsite full of people. MovedEn savoir plus
Just after dark he came home, unemployed and redy to go. And off we went. A long drive later we turned down a long and dark gravel road in The Blue Mountains and found a campsite full of people. MovedEn savoir plus
The trip started with a sunrise from above the forrest and a warm meal.
By a number of gravel roads and a rapidly decreasing amount of fuel we found some beautiful non-touristy walks. Finished thatEn savoir plus
On an early morning we got some cool shots on the drone of the sea cliff bridge just south of Sydney. And then we started for real. Drove to the first stop on our list, had a good lunch with a viewEn savoir plus
We needed to finish the car, so after brekkie and coffee on the rocks just next to the car, vi found a nice and quiet spot for just that. Him being the hard worker and me on the computer.
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All the named rocks down this coastline has their name for a reason. We chased the Camel Rock, the Horse Head Rock, and the Australian Rock on the way to spot seals in the sun.
We cooked a nice dinnerEn savoir plus
Changing plans we headed west and skipped the rest of the coastline to Melbourne after seeing a tower build by an ambitious man looking for whales to hunt. By a short off road walk we found a way downEn savoir plus
Still no platypus in the morning, and we had no more water, so we drove right away to make it for the top of Australia.
The weather worked against us, and we ended up spending most of the day in theEn savoir plus
We packed up a wet car and put on layers. Plenty of layers. An expensive chair lift took us up the maintain, and we did obligatory four hour walk to the peak of Mt. Kosciuszko. With surroundingsEn savoir plus
Resting our legs we took a long drive, stopped by a historical wooden bridge just next to the road on the way, to end up in the village where Ned Kelly was captured some 100 years ago. We learned aEn savoir plus
In an early morning we drove uphill, only to find a dead skiing village slowly getting ready for winter. A freezing cold stopped us from doing the summit hike, and closed roads stopped us fromEn savoir plus