We took off to Barrington Tops last week and wow - what gorgeous scenery there was along the way! Rolling hills, curves, bends and cows, cows and more cows, which the children thoroughly enjoyed calling out every time they spotted them. Reminds me of the poem 'My Country' by Dorothea Mackellar.
To get out of the city even for just three nights was just wonderful.
The photos speak for themselves. Enjoy!
|Off the freeway now and into the country!|
|Over the bridge|
|The blackened tree stump. How very Australian :)|
|Barrinton Tops National Park|
|Looks like Old Man Banksia ... nature, love it|
|Almost at the lookout|
|A breathtaking view already!|
|View looking west at Thunderbolts Lookout|
|View looking east at Thunderbolts Lookout|
|The last day was the only day with a mantle of clouds on the hills|
|Sun or no sun, just perfect|
|Captivating earthy colours on the open road|