Our trip back home Day 1

Well it's a sad day in a few ways today as we set off back home, and saying goodbye to the bestest mum anybody could of asked for. And it was also the same day that Dad left us, so it wasn't the greatest way to say goodbye.

From Dad's church resting place we drove down the road to Kilaben Bay jetty which spuriously is on the end of Toronto Road, to visit the jetty where my brother Marks Ashes were scattered.

Today there was an old fella out there fishing just as Mark would of done many years ago, it was a nice morning with a little breeze blowing I could imagine Mark sitting out there having a fish and just relaxing... Just like that old fella. Miss both of them Mark and Dad... Two top blokes.

Our first stop after leaving Toronto was

the world famous Freeman's waterhole! I loved this place as a kid, it was like going into an American tv show. As someone brought up on 'Happy Days' I just loved a vanilla malted milkshake and just slowly sip on it.

Inside the shop the place didn't even seem to have changed much just a few doors have been permanently shut, to make the shop a little smaller.

So today I brought my kiddies into one of my memories and Oscar said, I thought you said you never had a McDonald's in Toronto , I suppose he's right when you think off it...

It still has the old fashion milkshakes just like when I was a kiddy and it was beautiful just like the old days, pies and Chiko rolls and chips.... you know all the great stuff!

Our first stop on our way home was up at the Blue Mountains which today you could of called them the Foggy Mountains, In the background you can see the three sisters in all their splendour, but seeing there's a little bit of mist around I'll show you the four brothers instead . But we did walk around to the old girls and had a gander.

The boys going for a bushwalk to see the three sisters up-close or even just to see them, it's a pity that the mist has come in but it was raining all day and there's not much you can do with it.

And this was as close as you can go unfortunately but at-least they got to see one sister up close ha, ha.

One of the other reasons we took the Sydney way home was to visit this place..

That's right the world famous Mount Panorama, one the most challenging of all tracks in the world, and worshiped all over Australia by petrol heads yelling for Holden and Ford during The Bathurst 1000. There is no race track in the world where you have to drive up a mountain and then back down again, can you imagine trying to set up your car. As for my kiddies it was the first time for both Jacko and Harry to drive Jack's Eddy around this famous track, oh the old fella got a lap also but I think the boys did a fair few...

without a doubt one of the greatest pieces of tarmac in Australia...

So after a long day with a few stop overs we finally parked up just outside Parkes,

for our first of many roadside camps on our trip back. We mainly set up camp here so in the morning we could get a gander at the world famous Dish with the sun going up.

So on our first day driving we had a small drive about 550kms so in English terms that's driving from London to Coldstream in Scotland... Tomorrow should be more interesting in distance...