Winding roads through tree lined tunnels, spectacular mountains, valleys, coastal vistas and lush rainforests took me from the kangaroo valley down to the south coast and the southern freeway to Austinmer. CARAZY time getting into the ‘traffic’ and the hustle bustle!!!!!

a little lino cut of a concept for Trinni

Went to Catriona’s, (fellow artist extraordinaire) to make some artwork ideas for her new little business. We took a walk of her immediate environment down to the main beach, very beautiful!! This coastal village is perched seaside underneath the huge rocky mountain, Stanwell Tops, so I reckon they get taxed on a good hour of daylight everyday.

Spent the next day working on a little lino print, eating yummy food and playing some games with Hugo and Nushi, and of course, talking art with Trinni. Was a great catch-up!

Then I headed back out into ‘the traffic’ towards the Southern highlands to have another crack at entering Bundanoon NP and decided to take the Macquarie pass up the mountains through Robertson and Budderoo NP. Stopped in at the Carrington Falls where the Kangaroo River plunges over 50 metres into the plunge pool below. Stunning. The countryside was so lush and green and there are loads of horse studs and beautiful rock and hedged fences that border the properties. I felt like I was in England but I wasn’t. It was the back of Bowral, Mittagong and Moss Vale.

Bundanoon was again closed, so headed to Mittagong to catch up on washing, blogs, power up and even visit some rellies. THEN it started raining and did not stop for 9 days so I spent my whole time in the Camp Kitchen that was fully equipped with stoves, fridges, telly, lounges and even a heater!! I wanted to set up my swag in there!

Caught up with my “so grown up’ nephew Kalen and his daughter Alyrah. XXXX

I meditated on my mantra “bloom wherever you are planted” for 8 of those 9 days in Mittagong and then had to take control of the weather situation by following and understanding where the fucking rain was coming from so I could pack up my tent in-between storms and as dry as I could, before picking Sonia up the following day for our adventure.

I literally put up about 6 or 7 blogs in that time spent in the camp kitchen, played games with other travellers and learnt a few new ones. (I must remember to get Rummikub, great numbers game)