On the way home

Well, the heat beat us. We wanted to stay three nights at Upper Colo Reserve, but after a 37C day, and with 41C predicted for the next, we decided to cut our losses at two nights and head back home.

On the way, we decided to go the long way home, and explore the lower reaches of the Hawkesbury. That’s where we found the car ferries.

Webbs Creek ferry

We had been on the ferry at Wisemans Ferry, but we discovered others at Sackville, and the one pictured at Webbs Creek. All are maintained by the state and are free of charge. Makes any car trip bit of an adventure.

Webbs Creek ferry

Camping on the Colo – Part 5

By mid-morning, the mist was long gone, and the river was turning into a warm bath. The air temperature was a maximum of 37C that day! The water temperature must have then be close to 30C.

Hot day

Hot day

Back at the campsite, we took advantage of every little bit of shade.

Hot day

Bridie Beagle panting like no tomorrow. She enjoyed the heat, even if it completely drained her.

Hot day

Even after a swim, she once again insisted on sunbathing. The saying about mad dogs (and some silly people) being the only ones crazy enough to be in the midday sun, is true where she’s concerned.

Hot day

Camping on the Colo – Part 4

The Colo River that morning was misty and mysterious.

Misty Colo

Misty Colo

At Upper Colo, it’s hemmed in by sheer sandstone cliffs and dense bush.

Misty Colo

Misty Colo

By the water, it sustains more verdant species.

Misty Colo

Misty Colo

The river has its source deep in the Blue Mountains north of Lithgow in the valleys of Capertee and Wolgan. We visited the Capertee Valley a few years ago, and by road seems like a world away from Upper Colo.

Glen Davis

The Colo eventually flows into the Hawkesbury, which drains in Broken Bay, so we’ve seen quite a few sides of this extensive river system.

Coastal Stroll

In between, it flows wild through Wollemi National Park, until it emerges at Upper Colo, before meandering into the Hawkesbury at Lower Portland.

Misty Colo

It reminds me of the novel The Secret River. Set by the Hawkesbury in the early days of New South Wales, it described the recreated the experiences of the first white settlers to the area. They saw the river and the bush as a mysterious, menacing creature that was just waiting to gobble them up. Sitting by the river that morning, I think I understood how they felt.

Misty Colo

Camping on the Colo – Part 2

Being on the edge of the Blue Mountains, we thought that we would be in a good place to see some wildlife. Well, perhaps it was too hot for most animals. There were plenty of bird sounds in the morning, but not many that appeared in the open. No mammals to speak of, but we did have this lace monitor climb the tree right next to our camp site.

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

It wasn’t the only one either – we saw three or four lace monitors wander around during our stay. They all looked pretty healthy, meaning there was plenty of food around for them at least.

Camping on the Colo – Part 1

It’s been two years since our last camping adventure, and when we booked our camp site at the end of January, we thought that we would get a good few days of camping.

We wanted a place that was within a 4 hour drive (including stops), had a place to swim (my request), was dog friendly (so we could bring our beagle), had a toilet, and (at Hubby’s request) had a shower of some sort. Yes, he’s a fussy one. Upper Colo Reserve fitted the bill, having all of those things.

Our last few tries have all been marred by rain, and the last by a little heat, but January seemed mild enough, so perhaps the end of February would be mild too. Little did we know that we’d be camping through the hottest period of this summer…

First afternoon was pretty warm, around 33C or so. Because we came mid-week, we had much of the campsite to ourselves. Upper Colo Reserve is at the edge of Wollemi National Park, on the Colo River. Though it’s just under 100km from Sydney CBD, it felt like a whole lot further away.

Upper Colo Reserve

Note the jerry cans and water bottles full of water. It would prove to be very important the following 36 hours…

Upper Colo Reserve

Hot Days

We are going through a long hot patch in Sydney at the moment. It’s been 30C or more everyday for almost a month (with only one or two exceptions), and the forecast is for more right into April.

The fan, and more often than I like, the air-con, has been on constantly, day and night.

Hot days

At least some of the plants seem to be liking the weather. Our roses are actually flourishing, with practically no additional watering.

Hot days

Maroubra Beach – Part 3

I also did a reconnaissance of the northern end of the Maroubra Beach. There is a rock pool, Mahon Pool, that may have been a good bet if the swell was off-shore, but certainly not on the day of my visit.

Big Wave

It certainly gave you a good view of the sandstone cliffs.

Big Waves

And a spectacular view of the coastline beyond.

Big Waves

But with the big surf, it drew crowds wanting to get up close and personal with the ocean – without getting too wet.

Big Waves

Big Waves

Big Waves

I preferred to keep my distance from the edge and take my photos from relative safety. I think the ocean was mesmerising wherever you stood that day.

Big Waves

Maroubra Beach – Part 2

Those waves were really impressive, but not for those up for a swim.

Big Wave

The main beach had been closed for swimming a few days that week, so for those wanting a dip it was time to head to the southern end.

Big Wave

At this end was a more sheltered spot for a quiet dip. Surrounded by the green hill of the Malabar peninsula and the sand dunes, you could be mistaken you’re in a little coastal hamlet.

Big Wave

The water was clear, and although not deep, was enough to be refreshing.

Big Wave

Big Wave

And safe enough to introduce the little ones to the water too.

Big Wave

Maroubra Beach – Part 1

It’s amazing that even after living in Sydney for much of my life, I can still find plenty of places that I have never visited. Maroubra Beach is one of them. I must say that I like it a lot.

Big Wave

It’s a longer beach than either Coogee or Bondi, and far less developed. Not a large-scale developments on the beach front in sight, which is a relief.

Big Wave

On a weekday, it’s only me, a few swimmers, and the surfers, who were busy tackling the big swell.

Big Wave

Big Wave

In fact, the waves were so good that the surfers bear couldn’t take their eye off the action.

Big Wave