Sunday, 25 June 2017

A Long, Long Weekend Part 4 - Camping at Ponto Falls

After we left the Chookshed we visited some more friends in the area. While there we enjoyed a lovely rainbow, but once again no rain other than tiny scattered showers.

We kept on our way on more dirt roads. I love seeing all the creative letter boxes and property entrances.

Our travels took us through the Warrenbungles.  Such dramatic scenery and it is good to see the bush regenerating after the devistating bushfires a few years back.

Our destination for the day was Ponto Falls, north west of Wellington.  We had heard it is a nice place to camp, so thought we would test it out.

Another dirt road had to be traversed.  You have to love a tunnel of trees down a country road.

The campground is long and narrow, running beside the Macquarie River, which is just a tad larger than when it runs through Bathurst.  Despite it being a long weekend there was oodles of available space.  The first thing we noticed were the trees.  They were huge!  Big, old river red gums.  The photo doesn't do them justice.

There was quite a racket as we were setting up, coming from the tree nearby, which was full of sulphur crested cockatoos.

You can't hide when travelling.  We got talking to some neighbouring campers only to discover they are from Bathurst and I knew one of them.  Just as well we were all with the right partners.

After setting up camp we went for a short stroll along the river.  How is that for a view!

Once again, the afternoon light was lovely.

Despite the name there is no waterfall at Ponto Falls.  The "Falls" refers to some shallow rapids on the river.  We didn't go down there, but there was a nice flat area with easy access to the river.  Mick is thinking this would be a lovely place to bring the kayak to....One day.

We enjoyed watching the sun set over the river.

On dusk there was another great racket from above.  Wave after wave of cockies flew overhead - all flying downstream.

Nearly dark.

If you are camping, you need a camp fire.  Ours was only little, but very enjoyable to sit around.  There is a caravan magazine which always has a group of people with their arms in the air.  Mick thought it was a good idea to emulate them.  Whatever keeps him happy.

While we sat in front of the fire we stargazed.  There were so many stars on show. We also saw several aeroplanes fly over and a couple of satellites glide across the sky.  It was the perfect night for camping, being not too cold, still, and moonless.  After a while we noticed a light in the east, and then the nearly full moon rose.  Beautiful.

After a good night's sleep we woke to another great racket overhead.  This time the cockies were all flying upstream.  Don't ask me....

There was a soft mist over everything, which was rather lovely.

One final picture of our campsite, before we headed home to get ready for another week at work.

It is amazing how just a few days away can be really refreshing.

Saturday, 24 June 2017

A Long, Long Weekend Part 3 - Visiting the Chook Shed

After we left Coonamble we started to head bush.

The colours in the landscape were truly stunning as the sun lowered.

This was the first time we had taken our caravan on dirt roads, so we were interested to see how it handled them.  All was good, as the roads were in a fairly good state.

It was after dark that we arrived at our destination - Chookyblue's home and The Chook Shed.  It was just starting to rain a little as we arrived, but not enough to be of any consequence or use.

After a very social evening catching up and a good night's sleep we joined Chooky in a short walk the following morning.  The view is so vast.  There were scattered rain clouds in various parts of the sky.  Just teasing everyone.

When the sun came out the Chinese Tallow tree just glowed.  Most of the leaves have fallen here in the Central Tablelands, so it was nice to see some colour.

Then it was time for Mick to join Mr Chooky in farm stuff while Chooky and I adjourned to the Chookshed with another friend to do some stitching.  

I finally added the binding to my drunkard's path quilt.  I still have to hand stitch it down. It will happen, all in good time. Not a good photo, but it is so large.....

If you sneak over to Chooky's blog post you will see what the others got up to.

At the end of the day we decided to have another attempt at creating the mini pincushions that were made at the Chookshed party on the previous weekend.

Here is my little block before being sewn to the backing.  I think we had better  luck after seeing how things went last time and making our fabric strips wider than the pattern suggested. Those finished internal strips are only a quarter of an inch wide!!!

And the pincushions ready to stuff.  The right one is Chooky's fail from the previous week, but our new ones look to be OK.  They are tiny, only 2 1/4 inches square.  Now I have to find my walnut shells and finish it off.  It shouldn't take long.  It may get finished before my quilt binding..... here's hoping.

And finally, the hostess with the mostest herself, in her favourite chair on the Chookshed deck. Thanks for a wonderful weekend spent with you.

More to come yet....

Friday, 23 June 2017

A Long, Long Weekend Part 2 - The Quilt Show

Coonamble holds a quilt show each June Long Weekend, which coincides nicely with people visiting the area for the annual rodeo.

The setting is in what had once been a milk bar and there are a few of the original fittings still in place.

Coffee anyone?  I remember once we got lunch in a cafe in Junee and they were still using a coffee machine like this one.  That was only about ..........oh.... 20 years ago,.......OK, longer ago than I realised.

There are some talented ladies in the district, with some vibrant quilts on display.

I seemed to be drawn to the colourful scrappy quilts that have been rather labour intensive to create.

See what I mean.

Yep, yet another one. Gypsy Wife is a popular quilt to make.

Now, that seems a bit more realistic to complete.

I love the colours in this trip around the world.

I think I may recognise this quilt as belonging to Fairy Girl.  How good to see it on display.

I seem to be also drawn to plus quilts lately.

By now Mick was getting a bit toey, as time was marching on and we still had a bit of a way to travel, so we kept on our way.

More soon....

Thursday, 22 June 2017

A Long, Long Weekend Part 1 - On the Road Again

It's nice to sneak away for the June Long Weekend and on a few occasions we have taken the Friday off work as well.  By doing so this year, it actually meant that I had no more full time weeks of work ahead of me, as I am now transitioning to my part time role.

We hooked up the caravan behind the ute and headed north to warmer climes.  I wonder what the above picture is of?

It is the gorgeous textured bark of a tree outside the information centre at Gilgandra, where we had our lunch.

After lunch we kept on our way north, getting into big sky country.

As we had plenty of time up our sleeves we were able to stop in the country town of Coonamble and have a nice walk up and down the street, something we've never had the chance to do before.  I've known of Coonamble and Wilcannia since I was little, as one of my best friends always had her dad absent for her birthday due to him shearing at one or other of the areas at that time of year.  All country towns have an impressive pub somewhere.  This one is a feature on the main corner.  Isn't the street garden lovely and colourful.

We decided to cross the bridge and have a look at the river.

The sign above was rather amusing, considering the river was sand only.  I'm not sure what sort of boat to be aware of and didn't happen to see any water with a strong current in which there would be a fish .........which is a pity, as rain is desperately needed in the area.

We were surprised at the size of the aquatic centre, but it would be very welcome in the heat of summer.

The mural on the wall was rather impressive too.

The majority of the buildings in the main street seemed to date from the late 1920s to early 1930s, so I thought it must have been a boom time for the town.  It actually turns out that there was a big fire in the main street in the late 1920s.  Makes sense.

There was another mural, this time for Moorambilla, which is a children's performance program for the western region.

Mick found a book to read in the op shop.  That will keep him amused for a little while.

We also found a quilt show.  Fancy that!  Poor Mick got dragged through another quilt show.  He is very patient.  More on that soon.

We had been told that we must visit Mink and Me for a coffee, so we did so after the quilt show.  This is the cheerful facade that greeted us.

Wow!  What a gem to find in Coonamble.  Such a treasure trove.

I think I may have to chop a branch off one of the yukkas on our verandah and grow it hydroponically.  What a statement piece.

On the other side of the shop there is a huge communal table and comfy lounges.  Perfect for enjoying our coffee and decadent brownie and caramel tart.

Lucy was delightful to chat to and has created a beautiful place to visit on the way through.

OK, we really must get a wriggle on or we will run out of day light for the rest of our trip.