The drive from Snowball to Yarrangobilly was lined with dead trees, some so dead that they showed no regrowth at all, two years after the bushfires. That was depressing, but going to Yarrangobilly to spend time with family and be farewelled was exciting. Seeing Yarrangobilly involves making a deep descent into a narrow valley and exploring limestone caves, swimming in a thermal pool that is 27C year round, and maybe staying in historic Caves House, something DB and I had enjoyed before. This time we opted to camp in the Yarrangobilly Village Campground, on flatter ground 30km away. The rain was heavy and people progressively left. On the first night we were ten. On the second and third nights we were six. On the fourth night we were two, and on the fifth, sixth and seventh nights I was alone. That was Nights 2-8. It was a very happy few days exploring the countryside, the caves, and swimming in naturally heated water. Once alone, I turned my attention to fitting myself and my stuff into Bertha.
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AuthorIn mid 2018 I started recording each night I sleep in Bertha: sometimes just for myself, sometimes to share with friends and other travellers. Archives
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