We finished packing on Thursday 18th March and left Sydney just after 2pm after a tearful farewell to our fox terrier Crunchie. The two backpacks in the car will be all we will carry for the next year once we depart Melbourne for Bangkok on 29 March. It was goodbye to the farm, our home for the las
t 8 months and to the horses, whose names I still cannot get right. "Goodbye horse, goodbye horse, goodbye horse..." was the best I could do (and wave) as we headed off down Smalls Road. A pit stop at the Galston pie shop for some lunch and we hit the road, heading towards the Hume Highway and South across New South Wales - our first stop the Forest Hill Campsite in Wagga Wagga about 500kms away, and a chance to try out our tent (a bit risky I know, especially if the the tent doesn't work!) Oh yes, and just passed Goulbourn we stopped at the "world famous" (in Australia) 'Big Merino', (top right) with its expression of aloof sleepiness.
t 8 months and to the horses, whose names I still cannot get right. "Goodbye horse, goodbye horse, goodbye horse..." was the best I could do (and wave) as we headed off down Smalls Road. A pit stop at the Galston pie shop for some lunch and we hit the road, heading towards the Hume Highway and South across New South Wales - our first stop the Forest Hill Campsite in Wagga Wagga about 500kms away, and a chance to try out our tent (a bit risky I know, especially if the the tent doesn't work!) Oh yes, and just passed Goulbourn we stopped at the "world famous" (in Australia) 'Big Merino', (top right) with its expression of aloof sleepiness.
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