Droving on the Long Paddock

For non Australians reading this, “Sydney or the bush is a phrase describing two vastly different choices or paths.
For me, it’s a no-brainer, a few days in Sydney is more than enough ! So I am heading bush, heading for the land of Banjo Paterson’s “Clancy”.
And the bush has friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plain extended,
And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars,
( Clancy of the Overflow)

“the sunlit plain extended”

Of course, I am cruising down a highway in airconditioned comfort where the early settlers came on horse and cart, and where the shearers that followed much later rode from shed to shed on bicycles with tyres stuffed with grass.

The old shearing shed, Yanga homestead

In Yanga National Park, near Balranald, you can see the old homestead, just as it was before the National Parks bought it, it’s a step back in time. The old shearing shed still smells of sheep !

You can see some good sunsets out here on the wide open plains.