Day 22 - NYE Sydney 2013! Despite a slightly restless night we were up on the road again before 8am, keen to get to Gilly's in Manly to change before heading to Sydney to find a vantage point for the famous NYE fireworks. We made it with no dramas to Manly, got settled in and then went straight down to the wharf to catch the ferry over to Sydney harbour. The ferry took about 30 minutes and about 10 mins before we docked you get a fantastic view, first of the ...

Day 21 - No Room At The Inn Getting pretty used to the roads and maps, we knew we didn't have anywhere near as far to go today. The plan was to drop down the coast away from Sydney to Jervis Bay before heading back up north and camping about 2hrs outside of the city. We did the first bit with no drama but as we got closer to the city traffic started to build, no surprise really. It took longer the Clarkey had hoped to get to Huskisson, a resort on Jervis, and e...

Day 20 - On The Road Again.... With the number of days until our deadline of 12pm NYE to get to Sydney diminishing fast, we decided to push it to lose a day to travel rather then the best part of several days, with half afternoons spent in random towns. We selected a route and hit the road. There's not an awful lot to say about the day. Our first leg got us as far as Albury, whereby a pit stop at Tourist Info told us all we needed to know. We didn't need to spe...

Day 19 - Burning Bush After another quick goodbye to Gilly early on Saturday morning (she was just on her way out for a run), we headed for the road, on a definite inland route towards the east coast. The trip was to be approx 1200km, across Victoria and across New South Wales. We had the test match on the radio and ate up the km's. A quick stop at Ballarat to get supplies from a cute bakery and then woolworths. We stocked up with food for the BBQ that we were ...

Day 18 - The 12 (actually 11) Apostles Being situated on a square of grass in the furthest corner of the travellers site we were fortunate enough to back onto a slow flowing river. This meant rather then Parakeets and Kookaburras waking us up, it was a pair of very keen wetsuit clad Paddleboarders and our bladders. We left promptly and went for brekkie at Naughtigals (seemed appropriate). Good scran. We then headed for the 12 Apostles. Research told us there w...