11th August, 2005
We packed the Celica, watered the plants, made sure there was lots of food
for our slimy mates in the laundry worm farm, gave the compost bin a stir,
climbed into the car at 4pm and turned left onto Parramatta Rd smack into
peak hour traffic.
Grinding along the M4 at 20kph until Westmead, we were able to accelerate
to a reasonable escape velocity as we turned into the mountains and
climbing hard, finally broke the surly bonds of greater Sydney.
It had snowed and we drove through Katoomba streets emptied by the
mornings frozen roads.
The crisp sweepers of the old mountain ridges tightened as we began to
drop down the western face of the Great Dividing Range towards Lithgow
where we joined “freezing zombies on the lost highway” until calling it
quits when greeted by the welcoming light of Bathurst and the Ben Chifley
12th August, 2005
Giant crinoids and little horses.
Bathurst seemed nice and after warming up the car with two runs of the
panorama circuit the dynamic duo investigated downtown. We were gob
smacked by the beauty of the Somerville mineral & fossil collection and
celebrate both the passion that drove the life-long work of Charles Sturt
University Adjunct Professor Warren Somerville and the wisdom of the
Bathurst City fathers for housing so well this world class collection that
many more people should see.
Oh Bathurst, where is your Giant Crinoid?
Heading towards Dubbo we passed through Orange, Molong and Wellington
where we spotted dad, mum and the boy in a town paddock.
Narromine and Trangie spooled by and by not tiring as we reached
Nevertire, we were able to press on past the Silos and railway tracks of
the wheat belt towards Nyngan. We drove into the setting sun but escaped
the vanishing point and turning onto the Barrier Hwy, phoned home. The
hills and trees got lower and as darkness fell we accelerated for Cobar.