The ramshackle collection of tin shacks lies in the sand dunes, windswept, at the end of the world. I love this place.
The drizzle cleared and the sun poked through. The Tin City shacks were waiting.
I took side roads when I could, but the main road was a stark contrast to the desolation of Tin City.
Port Stephens is busy, and Hawks Nest is a quiet, laid back version of it. An amazing thin line of sanddunes stretches out to a headland. That’s where I cycled.
Tomorrow more new places to explore. Here is an old post of Tin City.
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Matt, Great to see you posting your cycling blog again. Your travels gave inspired me to do a big trip in the future. It’s also great you are finding these rides around Sydney, a place that is difficult for cycling. Best wishes, Mic
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Yes, it’s nice to be on the road again, even if only for a few days.. Go for it – a big trip!