7 April 2016: What a load of bollocks

We actually left from Yass and headed towards Sydney today.Finally! We wanted to get to the Blue Mountains via Goulburn as everyone has said what a great place it is. So with GPS in hand we hit the main Federal Highway. It was horrid! Full of trucks and crazy drivers, and we couldn't wait to hit the back roads. So enough though we were finally climbing hills with nary a vehicle in sight. But the bloody wind. WOW.

It was so windy. At one stage both of us thought we were about to be blown off the road. The gusts were enough to make us swerve all over the road, and to anyone sitting behind us, we must have looked like drunks!

Eventually we hit the little town of Goulburn. It wasn’t quite what I was expecting. Busier than we thought that’s for sure! It also had a lot of churches.

We had heard about the Big Merino with the big set of bollocks, and I wanted to see them. I mean it…the merino that is…

After I fondled his nurries we cruised out of town in search of a camp. The wind was so ferocious by now that we were both aching to get off the road.

Our first pick of camps was in a little valley next to a creek. Very beautiful and picturesque but the wind was howling and there were several trucks pumping water out of the creek.

We decided to press on a bit further and accidentally stumbled across a campsite run by National Parks. And it was free! Bonus!! Plus it was at the bottom of a super steep climb, which we could save for tomorrow!

After pitching the tent and attending to today’s bike maintenance we sat and watched the kangaroos eat grass while the sun went down. The wind died down briefly so that the rain could have a chance. This drove us into the tent for the night.

Tomorrow we shall head towards a town called Lithgow.