Below: the trek
and through under the arch cut into the ancient sandstone
and out on the other side and what a spectacular sight it is.
Below: We stopped to admire the view
Below: By now we had come down off the side of the mountain where there was nowhere to stop onto the valley floor below. The old girl is slightly grubby by now.
Below: A bridge at the bottom of the valley with crystal clear water and breathtaking New South Wales scenery. Who knew this was here?
Above and below: The dust has been blown into lines along the rear mudguard.
Below: The car park and camping area at the caves.
Below: By now it is late and we are low on fuel. It is late so we must press on to Taralga. The is the tree lined road through the camping ground at the Wombeyan Caves.
A: Bowral NSW Southern Highlands
B: Wombeyan Caves
C: Taralga (for fuel)
Then home via Goulbourn
Below: Tarlga a very small “tidy town:.
Even the road back to goulburn had dirt. The road is beneath the cloud of dust.
We’ll be back soon with the review, but the Chrysler was the real star of the day never once complaining. By the end of the trip I had fallen for her charm and the purrrrr of the 6.4L kitten under the bonnet.