We got back smelly and exhausted from Wherrol Flats at about two this morning after sleeping in the van at Buladelah for a few hours on the way. Seems a bit cazy, but the drive into Sydney was smooth sailing at that time of night. It took us an hour and a half just to get out of the city on Friday morning! And besides, we didn't actually plan to come back last night, we were counting on another night camping in the tent, but we had a series of unfortunate events yesterday afternoon and all we really wanted was a hot shower and our own bed.
Here's the story...
Dan and I took the dog up the coast on a big mission to find some land to buy. Our last effort of the year. We had an appointment at 2 with an agent from Gloucester to see 3 properties, which ended up being rather large hills and not what we've got in mind. Then we drove up Capparra way (our favourite spot in the world) and around the country side looking at different places. Because we took the dog, we couldn't stay at the National Parks so we found a big property for sale (not one we were originally looking to buy) and set up our tent for the night. Folks thought we were mad to take our crazy dog but she was awesome! Totally in her element, the calmest and most well behaved we've ever seen her. Mind you, the first thing she did when she got out of the van was to roll in a big juicy cow paddy. Noice!
The moon was full and the sky was so clear it was almost like daylight at 1am when the dog and I crawled out of the tent for a quick pee, and there was not a sound. I don't think I've ever heard the world so quiet. This is a really special place.
Saturday morning was spent walking around the property, checking out all the nooks and crannies surrounding the creek that flows through the middle of it. the battery in the camera had run out of juice so we had to go for a drive to recharge it. At 7.30am we packed up the tent and headed into Wingham (15mins drive) to get some breaky and wait for the estate agents to open. When they did, we got ariel maps of the property and a couple of other addresses to check out, even though we knew this was the one. Couldn't hurt :).
We met an agent at a place, which was on the same road but heaps further out and not as much land, but heaps cheaper. the creek there was so so so beautiful, it was steamy hot and we stayed for a while to put our feet in the water. While there, Flipper picked up a few little friends.....THOUSANDS OF TICKS!!!! We won't be buying that place! After spending almost an hour picking them off her and getting nowhere, we headed back to town to buy the most lethal tick wash we could find. We figured it was getting late, the camera was charged so we headed back to Wherrol Flats to wash the dog, take some pics and stay another night. One part of the property we hadn't checked out that morning was a big flat bit near the creek so we drove down and.... we got bogged! We dug out the tires, collected branches to put under trying to gain some tread but all our efforts were futile. All of us were covered in mud and there was a massive storm coming our way. Thing were looking a little bit shitty. then we heard the toot toot of a car horn of in the distance. Help had arrived :). The beautiful lady who owned the property and lived in the house on top of the hill had seen us in our struggles and she came to let us know her husband would be home soon to tow us out. So we opened a beer and took in the countryside. John showed up about 10mins before the clouds broke which gave us plenty of time to get the van out and for him to give us a tour of the land. It was really nice to hear his history and funny stories of the land.
It spans a lot more than we first thought, which is great. There are lots of different homesites to choose from, in the bush, near the creek, up on the hills, in the paddocks, just so many! There's a great swimming hole too! Such a shame we didn't get more photos of the bush areas. All the shots were fuzzy because John was driving too fast. It looks here like it's all just cleared land but there's so much more to it. 100acres is a BIG chunk of the country.
So John took us up to his house for a glass of red and a chat while it absolutley bucketed down for half an hour. The people around this area are so lovely! Of course we couldn't camp on their land, it didn't feel right (now that they knew we were there) and we didn't want them to feel obliged to offer us a bed. Flipper still hadn't been washed (we left her in the van) and we were caked in mud so we headed back down the road to a beautiful swimming spot to eat dinner and wash the dog. it was a tough call to get back in the van for the drive home but by this time it was getting dark and we had run out of options.
We spent most of the drive home planning where things would go and what to do about that boggy creek flat. The ideas were flying thick and fast! we're very excited. Can't wait to get back up there!!!! Can't wait to share it with you all!!!!