Posts Tagged ‘Tarana’


It was a cycle through the dark, and then up the very well maintained stairs in the first morning light to the jumble of massive boulders on the top. Lots of gaps and holes to crawl through. Lots to explore next time.

Evans Crown

Evans Crown


Matt the cyclist I met in Leura gave me a tip. While in Tarana, go to Evans Crown at sunrise. I watched the sun poke above the opposite hill as I sat on one of the boulders perched above the valley. Spectacular.

Evans Crown

Evans Crown

Evans Crown

Evans Crown


At 8:30 I finally left Tarana and followed a creek and the train line, climbing up over hills where there train line skirted around the edge. It was a beautiful, peaceful road, super lush and green. Peaceful except for the magpies that squarked and swooped. Nothing like yesterday’s attempt at my eyes though.

The road to Bathurst

The road to Bathurst

The road to Bathurst

The road to Bathurst

The road to Bathurst

The road to Bathurst


The pub in Newbridge is being renovated. No rooms. No food. They have beer though. Had a nice chat with Bob. I’m cycling through a massive volcano crater that stretches from Parkes to Bathurst, apparently. Learn something new every day. 🙂

The pub at Newbridge

The pub at Newbridge


When I hear a snap I know its another magpie crashing into my helmet. One even tried his best to get behind my sunglasses brushing my face with a ruffle of feathers. Today was a hilly affair through some beautiful county.

One of the hills

One of the hills

It was goodbye to my friends in Leura this morning as I headed off into adventure. Its always great spending a weekend with them chatting and sitting in front of their beautiful outside fireplace.

Leaving Leura

Leaving Leura

I had gone all of 1km when I ran into 2 cyclists on racing bikes. Being locals, they know the lay of the land, and what was before me. They warned that it was steep and hilly, and it was. I rushed down the hill to Hartley Vale and rolled through the rich green fields. You can tell that it has rained a lot and everything looks so vibrant. The local pub in Hartley Vale looked rustic and well maintained, but closed. The climb out to Lithgow was a killer for my untrained legs.

Hartley Vale

Hartley Vale

Hartley Vale

Hartley Vale

I’m camping in the little village of Tarana and having a huge meal in the pub. These hills make you hungry.

Spot my tent

Spot my tent

Sunset at Tarana

Sunset at Tarana