Day 1 – Tenterfield
After a long COVID-inspired hiatus, we’re back! That’s
right, Gaz and Pen are back on the road. This time we’re heading to outback
Queensland via some family reminiscing in the Granite Belt and a wedding in
Toowoomba. All in all, we’ll be away 28 days, a feat Gaz is not relishing, given
the time he will be away from his ‘boys’.
With some exquisite planning, we have also timed this break
to coincide with the renovation of our bathrooms. The jack hammers are getting
some action from tomorrow so we’re hoping we will return home to some awesome
new bathrooms. James has volunteered (lol) to be project manager and Carly is
minding Dusty so we are thankful we can disappear into the sunset, safe in the
knowledge all will be well in our absence … fingers crossed.
So, we hit the road at 8am (a very early start for Gaz) and
arrived in Tamworth a bit before 12 where I dropped Gaz in town while I had a
slight detour to do a bit of work, returning to pick him up about an hour and a
half later. He regaled me with tales of a trek (apparently 2.8km) looking for a
TAB that apparently no longer exists. Anyway, at least he got some steps in
which is more than I can say.
Continuing on up the New England Highway, we enjoyed the
autumn vista … love those colours … while listening to an audio book – The Scholar
by Dervla McTiernan (loving it and currently halfway through). We arrived in
Tenterfield just before dusk and took a drive around town looking for our
caravan park – what a great town! I have never done more than drive through on
the highway before and I can’t wait to explore a little bit tomorrow morning.
We needed food and high tailed it for the local Bowling Club
which turned out to be a fabulous choice. It was packed which is always a good
sign. We really enjoyed our meals and headed back to our cabin for a quiet
night. In true Tenterfield fashion, our cabin is named “Allen” after, of
course, Peter Allen. I’m a huge fan and was lucky enough to see him live many
times with my mum who was really great at embarrassing me when he asked if
anyone was from Tenterfield, and she would jump up screaming … every … time!
So, that’s a nice touch – Gary of course just said, “Heh, look! I’m holding an
Allen Key!”
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