I don’t get around much these days, but in the past I have seen a fair bit of the state, though I suspect Thomas and The Rabbit, just to name two who read this regularly or occasionally, have already been further west… Not to mention even further in Thomas’s case. Dorrigo is on the eastern end of the New England plateau. As you’ll see from that site, there are quite a few tourist attractions nowadays. Not so when I was there in about 1965!
I trained to Urunga and then took THE BUS up this road, which seems much the same as in this pic, which is banned for re-use on other sites, but do look. Quite a hairy road back then, and the bus driver told me about a truckload of potatoes that had gone over the edge not long before.
Some of this development, indeed most of it, is much more recent than my stay. The older part of town seems to be on the ridge. I was staying with a friend who was acting Presbyterian Minister at the time. Greg and Helen; no surnames, in view of the anecdote coming up, though I did get to recall it with Helen in much more recent days. The parkland I do recall, as desperation led us to “steal” (or swap) a pan toilet from the park in the dead of night one night; circumstances I won’t go into had led to a need for a replacement at “The Manse” — urgently! It was the only solution… 😉
Lovely country in the nearby National Park:
The War Memorial is still there, I see. When my holiday was over that’s where I caught the bus back to Bellingen and then Coff’s Harbour. I flew back in a Fokker Friendship, into a southerly change. I remember it as a rather bumpy flight… At least I think that’s what I did. 😉 Sure of it, actually, as my father picked me up from Mascot.
There was still a bit of this going on at that time, but not as much as in this old pic. Potatoes seemed the main thing back then…
Not a sight to cheer the modern environmentalist… Indeed, soil erosion became a problem in quite a few parts of the country. Yes, some of my ancestors were in the timber game, but on the south coast…