Day 246 Boggy Swamp Creek Friday 8th February 2013

Greetings,

Beautiful people

Today was pack up day, and whilst we are now quite proficient at this task, we are no quicker. We usually manage to pack up/unpack with minimal conversation each doing the bits we do best. Unlike many couples we have seen on our travels who seem to shout at each other constantly during the process. I also cleaned the cabin in preparation for the next guests. 

A little bit crazy

We had actually got up at the normal time, although we were instructed to sleep in, we had wanted to say farewell to the kids who had early school buses to catch. This gave us an opportunity to put a few more pieces into the jigsaw puzzle, a
mistake really as we became a bit absorbed, it wasn’t until our stomachs groaned that we got back to the task at hand – breakfast and pack up. Andrew in the meantime finished off the last bit!

We said another goodbye to Anna and Andrew and were given a few farm goodies for our journey, eggs, gingerbread bees and honey BBQ sauce. We hit the road about 2pm, stocked up with some food in town, said farewell to some locals we had met and turned on the talking book. Unfortunately we had to turn it off as there seems to be some corruption on the DVD, the corruption was also on the computer copy as we later discovered.

Finished puzzle

The trip down the highway was uneventful, we turned off heading towards Singelton, which of course we did not want to arrive at as it would have added 50 kms extra to the journey, in time the appropriate adjustment was made to the GPS and we headed towards Boggy Swamp Creek free camp, to give it the once over. 

The drive was very pleasant along a windy well treed road in the afternoon sun. A notable feature on the drive was a huge chrome sculpture at a burnt out Halfway Roadhouse, and gallery of Dave Thurston. We stopped so I could take a few happy snaps. 

It was 6pm when we got to Boggy Swamp and we decided to stay for the night, as the next stop was an extra 100kms down the road. The spot was quite pretty there were two downsides the first being the proximity to the road; some big trucks road past all night, the second was the rubbish, this would have to be the most littered free camp we have ever seen. The 3 don’t litter signs have no effect whatsoever. 

Woman

Man

 

Views of Honeycomb Valley

Night folks

Susan