22nd October to 23rd October: Scrubby Creek to Genoa

From Scrubby Creek to Genoa is about an hour by road through the Cape Conrad Coastal Park which is very pretty with wattle and flannel flower in full bloom (I am suffering the worst hay fever I have had in years these past few weeks).  During the drive we crossed the border into Victoria; the weather was cold raining and about 14°C.  Arriving at the Genoa Picnic Ground to find about another 5 campers already there and hunkered down against the weather.

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20th to 21st October: Millingandi to Scrubby Creek Picnic Area

The drive from Millingandi to Scrubby Creek Picnic Area is about 50 kilometres of scenic coastline, and forest of the Ben Boyd National Park.  We drove through Pembula, stopped at Eden to refuel, visited the memorial park and lookout, where we witnessed whales frolicking in the bay, our sense of awe never seems to lessen.

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19th October: Dalmeny to Millingandi

The campground at Dalmeny was a community in itself and saying goodbye was a bit sad, but we have a long way to go and do not want to have to rush.  So we set off heading south through the Eurobodalla National Park, passing through Mystery Bay stop starting through roadwork’s all the way to Tilba.  The winding road through the ranges is being streamlined removing some of the sharp turns.  Tilba is a small quaint, but pretty town nestled into the valleys of the ranges.  Bermagui, a much larger town, is located on Wallaga Lake and river mouth.  Very much a fishing town, with a large boat harbour and surrounded by State Forest.

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12th October to 18th October: Dalmeny

The rain did not stop for a full 24 hours, we were not sure we would actually be able to pack up and move onto our next stop Dalmeny Caravan and Camping Ground.  By about 10am the rain was becoming more an intermittent drizzle allowing us to pack up the van, hoses and awning.  The drive from North Head to Dalmeny took about an hour mainly through forest; there were 3 small towns along the way, Bergalia, Coila Creek and Bodalla that had some pastures for cattle and horses.

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10th October to 11th October: Berry to North Head (Moruya)

Leaving Berry, we headed for BCF in Nowra to refill a gas bottle and purchase a camping clothesline.  We packed a collapsible clothes-airer when we left home and it has served us well in the warm weather, but with the rain and cold the clothes don’t dry as quick and we need some more line space (which isn’t always available in the caravan parks, showgrounds and free camping you must provide your own clothes lines.

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7th October to 9th October: Mittagong to Berry

We woke to a beautiful sunny spring day, leaving Mittagong we headed along Remembrance Drive toward the town of Picton.  Crossing the Nepean River Bridge which was extra wide with a very tall super structure along the sides our surroundings included pastures with grazing horses rugged up against the cold and bush forest with flowering wattle lining both sides of the highway.  Once we turned onto the Picton Road and started to descend to the coast there were panoramic views of Wollongong, the escarpment and ocean.  Lots of birds were playing chicken with the traffic; the majority of those being a beautiful blue and red parrot.  Towing the van we opted for the ‘easiest’ descent route which was still very, very steep in places; the worst 6 kilometre section has 2 kilometres of road at about 45°, the next 2 kilometres on the flat and the last 2 kilometres at 45°.  We both breathed a sigh of relief when we finally made it to sea level :).

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6th October: Wingello to Mittagong

Our journey from Wingello to Mittagong took us further into the Southern Highlands, a very picturesque region of southern New South Wales and a very drizzly, foggy day.  We travelled through the towns of Penrose, Exeter where the garden estates in blossom are beautiful, and Sutton Forest with its pastures of cattle, horses and grape-vine.  Passing through Moss Vale the council garden tulip beds were a blaze of colour, Bowral was more of the same but value added with the Bradman Museum.

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