The drive to Armidale was made more interesting by a side trip to Captain Thunderbolt’s Cave. Little did I know when I pulled off the highway that the way to the cave was by an ever narrowing and ever rougher dirt road. Mrs GPS reckoned the track would eventually rejoin the New England Highway but at times that looked like wishful thinking!
Author: antc1946
Born in 1946 I learnt to cycle about 10 years later. On a bike with rods connecting brake levers to the brakes - anyone remember those?
I emigrated to Australia (from the UK) in 1974 and moved to Tasmania in 1984.
Bicycles were in my life for most of that time although sometimes they were replaced by motorised two wheels for a bit more excitement. On reaching 70 I decided to stick to pedal power but in 2019 an electric recumbent made an appearance.
it's now 2023 and I have 3 bikes. 2 e-recumbents and the Brompton.
Glen Innes – New England Tablelands
I escaped the sugar cane burning smoke of Yamba and went to Glen Innes and into rain. How unusual. The countryside around here is extremely brown as the last decent rain was some years ago. Oh well, the caravan needed another leak.
Glen Innes. Altitude 1,135 metres = cool to cold in winter. District settled mainly by Scottish (newspeak for pinched from the Narabal people) in 1838. The original name was Gindaaydjin which means “plenty of big round stones on clear plains” and there still are.
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