Finally, Walgett!

After leaving the Warrumbungle’s, we stayed a couple of nights in a little town called Gulargambone. Cute name, right? Gulargambone is a very small town, just under four-hundred residents, on the banks of the Castlereagh River. It was a lovely little caravan park, and as you can imaging we made good use of it’s facilities.

“What’s at Walgett?” I hear you ask. Well, not a lot really, Artesian Bore Baths, a higher-than-average crime rate, a very friendly lady in the Information Centre and (this is very exciting) Red-Tailed Black Cockatoo’s. I have seen Black Cockies before, but only two or three of them at any one time, and way off in the distance, so high in the sky I couldn’t even see the flash of red on their tail. At Walgett I got to see, in fact to walk amongst, a flock of around two hundred of these birds. So, for me, this was very special.

I had been wandering around the small flocks as they grazed on the grass seeds for a couple of hours, but it wasn’t until four Black Kites (generally called Kite Hawks) flew overhead, that I realised just how many birds there were.

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See you out there somewhere

On tow and on the go!