“There, right there,” he said excitedly, pointing into the trees. “I really want to see a Lyrebird,” I said to Trin as we walked along. They naturally shed their bark leaving their upper trunks and branches smooth and bare while their bases are cluttered with bark debris, earning them the nickname Woolly-Butt Trees.Ĥ3BlueDoors is a contributing author in the new Capital Cities book!! Order here! Bark shedding from a Eucalyptus tree Play me a song Lyrebird
We decided to walk the last kilometer to the start of the trail.Īfter filling our day pack we headed down a path littered with the discarded bark of the eucalyptus trees. The road continued but was degrading quickly so we pulled in and parked Lil’ Beaut. We didn’t encounter anyone on that old road off Capertee, nor at the top where there seemed to be space for a small campground. I felt honored that she chose to tell us about it.
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She gave us her personal notes with directions on how to find it. She said that she doesn’t tell many people about it. Vicki, a lady at the information desk in Lithgow told us there is an old abandoned ghost town that only a few know about. We were headed to a place that isn’t in the guidebooks. I could not even imagine trying to back down this narrow winding and rutted track with Lil’ Beaut. There were no pull-off points and only a few places that would be wide enough to accommodate Lil’ Beaut and even a small car going the opposite direction.
I hoped we would not encounter another vehicle coming down the mountain. Trin maneuvered Lil’ Beaut around large potholes and grooves on the side of the road.Ī few kilometers in, the road began to narrow and climb. We turned down a dusty road and moved slowly forward over the corrugated surface. All proceeds are donated to supporting young girls rescued from human trafficking. Note: Ads on this site provide a small commission to 43BlueDoors.
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