Well after four days of being stuck indoors, KISA and I were getting a bit of cabin fever! So with the advent of another beautiful day, we decided to go for a drive. So we loaded up the
Engel and strapped it in and set off. I am reading a
book about the history of the gold mining township of Mt Britton, by Lyall Ford, so we decided to go there. KISA had never been west of Eton and I had never set foot in Nebo either, just driven through. Just over an hour had us in Nebo, pulled up opposite the hotel (above) and reading the info boards. They have a nice walk alongside the creek (below) and after reading this we were able to ascertain what direction to take to find Mt Britton. The museum was closed unfortunately, will have to do that another day.
Me overlooking the creek, the hair is growing back, but so slowly!
We took the turn to Glenden, and followed it for some 20kms before turning right to Collinsville, following a road through cow paddocks, then turned again to Mt Britton. The sky seems so much bluer inland than on the coast, don't you think?
We parked under a huge fig tree, that was planted to commemorate the birth of the first white child in the town by his parents. Great that it is still there.
This clearing is where the township was. There is nothing much there in the way of buildings, bark huts are not very durable - but the pole that held the school bell is the original I think. The streets are marked and a few bits of old gold mining equipment are scattered about. I tried to imagine what life would have been like for the people back then as even now it is pretty much out of the way. There are signs indicating what buildings were where. There were no fewer than SIX pubs!! Gold mining must have been thirsty work! I suspect the publicans made more than most of the prospectors though..
We had our lunch in the shade of the tree, and headed back to the Collinsville road. We decided to go back via the back end of Eungella. The road was gravel and quite stony but easily managed by the Land Rover. It was slow going in bits though.
Coming over the crest of this hill took our breath away! This is looking at Eungella from the other side. Not long after this we came across a carpet snake sunning itself on the road. It was as long as the width of the road. It wouldn't stick around for me to get the camera out so no pic, sorry.
We called into Eungella Dam on the way back. It is full to capacity and very scenic, we will be camping here in the near future. I checked out the loos and they were very clean and odourless for composting loos, the cleanest I have ever seen. We got home just on dark, it was a very enjoyable day out.
Well after four days of being stuck indoors, KISA and I were getting a bit of cabin fever! So with the advent of another beautiful day, we decided to go for a drive. So we loaded up the Engel and strapped it in and set off. I am reading a book about the history of the gold mining township of Mt Britton, by Lyall Ford, so we decided to go there. KISA had never been west of Eton and I had never set foot in Nebo either, just driven through. Just over an hour had us in Nebo, pulled up opposite the hotel (above) and reading the info boards. They have a nice walk alongside the creek (below) and after reading this we were able to ascertain what direction to take to find Mt Britton. The museum was closed unfortunately, will have to do that another day.
Me overlooking the creek, the hair is growing back, but so slowly!
We took the turn to Glenden, and followed it for some 20kms before turning right to Collinsville, following a road through cow paddocks, then turned again to Mt Britton. The sky seems so much bluer inland than on the coast, don't you think?
We parked under a huge fig tree, that was planted to commemorate the birth of the first white child in the town by his parents. Great that it is still there.
This clearing is where the township was. There is nothing much there in the way of buildings, bark huts are not very durable - but the pole that held the school bell is the original I think. The streets are marked and a few bits of old gold mining equipment are scattered about. I tried to imagine what life would have been like for the people back then as even now it is pretty much out of the way. There are signs indicating what buildings were where. There were no fewer than SIX pubs!! Gold mining must have been thirsty work! I suspect the publicans made more than most of the prospectors though..
We had our lunch in the shade of the tree, and headed back to the Collinsville road. We decided to go back via the back end of Eungella. The road was gravel and quite stony but easily managed by the Land Rover. It was slow going in bits though.
Coming over the crest of this hill took our breath away! This is looking at Eungella from the other side. Not long after this we came across a carpet snake sunning itself on the road. It was as long as the width of the road. It wouldn't stick around for me to get the camera out so no pic, sorry.
We called into Eungella Dam on the way back. It is full to capacity and very scenic, we will be camping here in the near future. I checked out the loos and they were very clean and odourless for composting loos, the cleanest I have ever seen. We got home just on dark, it was a very enjoyable day out. 
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