The laughter begun watching
Roger fight with his unco operative automatic gates while picking him up
for the trip. But we eventually assembled at Crusty's our fearless Sherpa
guide place who was still packing?
Travelling in convoy fashion our 6 car brigade headed off into the wilderness with only a hope to keep
them going? Destination Hill End! Only to pull up 200 meters down the road
as Andrew had forgotten something & didn't have keys to get back in? Never
the less we eventfully headed over the Great Divide on what could only be
considered a rather cool morning. Just out of Bathurst we were pulled up
by road works. Sue seized the opportunity to stretch her legs & run along
the cars tapping on windows & scaring the crap out of our weary travellers.
Unfortunately not all the cars she scared belonged to our group? What a
way to make new friends? You Go Girl? Not long after, we left the bitumen
& headed along the infamous Bridal Tail. The vista's of the Macquarie river
gorge were only surpassed by the billy goat track on which we travelled.
But worth the challenge. I can still hear Roger screaming "stay away from
the edge or watch the road" in some what more colourful language than just
quoted. However the magic of what was around the next bend had us all spellbound
& you really had too wonder how they tackled it by horse & cart in days
gone by? The numerous photos tell the rest of our story. Hill End
is very inviting the Pub the town & the accommodation all great. I brought
home many treasured memories from that weekend. But sitting around the campfire
Saturday night I realised sharing it with people in our club makes anywhere