After taking the barge back to the mainland then a quick underbody wash to get the salt out of the cruiser, we parted company with Fred and Jenny and headed over to Glass House Mountains National Park.
The park is actually small blocks of land around each of the volcanic plugs that comprise the mountains, surrounded by farms and the urban sprawl of Brisbane.
With no camping available in the park, we opted to stay in a nearby State Forest campground at Coochin Creek.
The campground was overrun with yobbos - more than we've encountered anywhere else.
You could tell this by the fact that the ranger was walking around the campground issuing fines, and the piles of empty beer bottles.
The change from the luxury and tranquility of our stay with Fred and Jen on Fraser could not be more complete.
Bypassing Brisbane completely, made it the only capital city we have not explored on this trip.
Slipping back into New South Wales, we spent a few days catching up with the various friends that live on the north coast.
As we continued south, rain cleaned any remaining salt off the car.
The skies cleared as we turned inland up the Bellinger Valley and climbed the escarpment to Dorrigo.
A new day saw us returning to Gulargambone, one more time.
Rain had fallen in Gular as well, making the driveways slippery. Jobs were scheduled according to how long the driveway takes to dry out. As always in this area, cockatiels, blue bonnets, and red rump parrots were common roadside sightings. Sunrise behind the Warrumbungles, beautiful as always. By the end of our stay, the mud was thick under the cruiser.
By now we were reaching our target date. A night in Coolah and a night in Wollar was barely a chance to catch up with old friends. We spent our final night in the Hydro Majestic hotel (dinner was great, but the room a little dissapointing) before descending into Sydney The western highway into Sydney is best described as a speed collage, changing every few hundred metres, varying from 40 to 90 km per hour somtimes conditionally on flashing lights or day of the week. How could anyone create such a mess? Why would anyone want to return to it?