Bourke to Cobar

We woke to a red dawn, with rain by the time we were packing up to leave. This is only about the 5th or 6th time we have had rain in all our days of travelling. The night was fairly warm, 11 or 12 degrees.

Our only task was to refuel, which also happened in rain. As we drove down the highway towards Cobar, we had one or two rainy periods. All the rain was fairly light. I was pleased for the folk living in Bourke, our hostess told us that rain often skirts Bourke and lands elsewhere.

The landscape changed dramatically too. From being an overall grey green in Bourke, within about 30 kms the earth changed to red and the bush became a pleasant woodlands with some taller trees and bright green leaves. It wasn’t uniform, some of the bushes which looked a bit like pine leaves were grey-green. When we arrived in Cobar to a town with attractive town like buildings and normal trees, it was like being in a different world. Cobar doesn’t have a river which can be used for transport, as the river in Bourke was in the early days, but I know where I would prefer to live. Visiting Bourke was very interesting indeed, of course.

We had done our research and headed for our free camping spot on the edge of town. RVs are allowed to park along a road on the side of the lake. We had morning tea on the way here and were able to wait until our arrival at about 2.00 p.m. to have our lunch. After afternoon tea we took a walk around the lake. The featured image shows a little stream we had to cross as part of the walk.