From Byron Bay we began our return trip to Armidale. We stopped in Lismore and went to the Koala Care and Research Centre, learned a lot about koalas and saw some reeeeeally reeeeeally cute rescues, a mother and her nearly-grown joey. (The joey was about to be released but the mother was still recovering.) Then, on our way into a nearby park, we saw a koala sleeping in a eucalyptus tree. I take back everything I said about koalas not being cute. They are absolutely adorable.
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| It only took three months on this continent, but we finally spotted our first koala in the wild! |
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I honestly don't know why some dumb passionfruit made the cut for the blog
but all the Australian ibises I photographed in the pond didn't. |
We walked through the park, hoping to see more koalas, but we didn't. It was a nice little walk around a pond with lots of ducks, ibises and various other unidentified birds. We also saw some passionfruit growing on the fence around the park. For some reason I find it kind of funny.
Lismore is also a really beautiful town, covering a couple hillsides, but a little bit of a pain to get through using the google maps app. (For some reason it could only get us through town on some winding neighborhood roads that took us up the steep hills and back down again. I am certain there is another road.)
From Lismore we drove west to Tenterfield, the air growing cooler and cooler as we left the coastal area and climbed in altitude over the Great Dividing Range. We've come across many small cars towing trailers or boats or other seemingly too-large loads since we've come to Australia but on this leg of the trip we encountered the most ridiculous one yet: some little Holden car towing an enormous camper (at least twice as big as the car towing it) on the way down a steep mountain grade (and we had to wonder how they ever possibly got up it.)
We arrived in Tenterfield shortly after noon and took a detour north to Boonoo Boonoo to Bald Rock National Park. Driving in we saw a feral boar in the middle of the road, which was kind of surprising. We ate lunch in the picnic area, paid the parking fee ($7; it's worth noting that this is the first time we've had to pay to go to a National Park), and set off for the trail to Bald Rock.
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There were a handful of kookaburras just sitting silently in the trees above us.
This magpie really wanted our peanut butter sandwiches. |
Unexpectedly, climbing Bald Rock was the highlight of our whole vacation. We weren't really sure if we were even going to do it--we didn't want to stick around too long or get home too late with two and a half hours left in our drive, but once we arrived at the base of it and climbed a little, we figured we might as well go all the way to the top. Looks are deceiving--it's pretty hard to tell, but you really get way up there.
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| Jumping, as we do. |
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| Still climbing.. |
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| Reached the top! No, not there yet.. |
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| This rock very generously took our token tourist picture for us. |
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| Still climbing... |
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| Looking east from the top |
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| Looking east |
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| Facing north |
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| Wait... more climbing, actually |
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| To the northwest |
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| Down and out to the east |
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| Toward the south |
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| Looking west |
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| Lines and lines of clouds. |
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| Going down was harder than coming up. |
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| Still going down. (Those trees are taller than they look.) |
Better than climbing Bald Rock was the ten seconds after we were back among the eucalyptus trees and it began to rain, just a little bit. Because surely, coming down that thing when it is wet would have been treacherous. (We were wondering how many fatalities this park has claimed. I don't really want to look it up, though.)
Better than not getting rained on on Bald Rock were all the wallabies and wallabies with joeys we saw on our drive from the Boonoo Boonoo area back to Tenterfield. They were everywhere, just waiting at the side of the road to see if it was safe to cross. They were even cuter than the koalas.
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| And then we saw a rainbow. |
Thus concludes our vacation to Byron Bay.
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