19 Feb I made it to Yeoval
Hello! Me again. Dinner’s eaten so a quick update of the days’s road trip.
I made it to Yeoval, NSW (between Parkes and Wellington) for my overnight campsite. I’m set up in the Showgrounds – a community initiative to attract travellers. I think there is a small fee but as yet none has been around to collect my money.
Cool riding for most of the day and clear blue skies. Nice easy run from Coolamon across to West Wyalong. Busy place. I took a short stroll up the main street. Lots of boutique businesses housed in beautiful original shop fronts. Like in many country towns grand old buildings dominate the streetscape.
A ‘cattle’ jam slowed up traffic on the way to Forbes. They were certainly enjoying the green grass by the roadside. A few cows defiantly crossed the road with the full intention of making cars stop.
Forbes is a lovely town. Many of its elegant buildings are situated around the beautiful and green Victoria Park, complete with its own rotunda . Lovely spot to relax and stretch. I’m sure as people watched me twist and bend they were thinking-‘maybe the ‘old girl’ should think about giving up motorcycling’! Pffffft NEVER!! lol
‘Train’ jam in Parkes before turning off towards Wellington on the Renshaw McGirr Way. This was a lovely ride. Meandering road through lightly timber bush land and open grazing plains. Though still dry in patches, it was sooooo lovely to see greenery. I’ve been living in ‘dust bowl’ of late!
Arrived in the cute village of Yeoval and found my way to the Showgrounds. I was so proud of myself for setting up all by myself until I noticed the sleeve of my leather jacket under the trailer wheel! Oooops! I hadn’t notice it had fallen off as I inched Fat Bob up onto flatter ground.
Coffee time- nice to get my little kettle boiling and drink from my enamel red camp cup again.
I was sitting back relaxing after dinner when a vehicle crept in eventually parking next to me. I could see it was a man. After about 10mins of him just sitting there in his car I decided to approach him with my biggest ‘don’t mess with me’ biker swagger I could muster!
“Hello, can I ask what you are doing” He responded “well I’m looking for a place to camp but I am trying to get my bearings as the map says I’m in the wrong place”.
Right! “well mate, I’m finding it kind of strange that you have come in, parked next to me and just stayed sitting in you car”. I proceeded to tell him where he was and that the Showgrounds was indeed an allocated camping area.
He’s since moved-a few times-perhaps I frightened him-GOOD! He’s a little quirky, thin build and looks harmless (famous last words) lol I reckon I could take him even with my gummy leg lol
Now please, don’t freak out. I wouldn’t be writing about this if I felt I was in any danger. I would be packing up and moving on. I feel safe. My instincts are telling me I don’t have to pack up and leave. It’s an annoyance more than anything. There is another van here so I’m not alone. I’ll continue to be confident and project the ‘you don’t wanna mess with me’ attitude.
It’s part of the story. My story of solo travel. In the past I have had plenty of campers to chat with. Tonight is different. It’s all part of the experience.
Looking forward to getting back on the road tomorrow. Tired biker girl tonight so I’m off to bed. Goodnight all. 🙂 x