The Bush Camp – Oldies at Large

I was born a city girl, one who grew up in the bush on the edge of the city, on the wrong side of the river my Great Grandparents would say. My Grandfather crossed the Georges River to the wilder south side of Sydney near a century ago, despite the advice of his parents. He built a home for his family amongst oyster leases, fishing huts, native camps and Chinamen who worked in those wonderful Chinese gardens in the cities of yesteryear. It was on the southern edge of Sydney in the 1920’s at Oyster Bay. Things have changed a lot since then … it is now considered millionaires row and the beautiful isolated peninsula is a much sort after suburb.

Sea, Sand and Sun WA – Rangers, Councils and Rec’ Areas

Point Louise Freecamp and Rec’ Area WA

Point Louise is just north of the Green Head settlement on the coast of WA, 2-3 hrs north of Perth. It is a favourite beach for freecampers travelling north and south along the Indian Ocean Drive, which hugs the coast as it meanders through the beautiful white sand hills. It is a beautiful drive, a beautiful stop and quite popular recreation area even out of season due to its sheltering reef and sandy beach. It is also made more popular by the fact that it is one of the very few campsites publicly available where families can stop-up and rest conveniently for free along the open coastline.  

When it’s Time to Take a Holiday – From Freecamping

We have been freecamping across two states for several weeks now. The camps have been a delight from Cairns to the Western Australian Border. Those who understand the Outback, who understand the Aussie perchance to tour and explore along the needs travellers have for simple comfort and survival, have ensured that there are rest areas, often well appointed.

Oldies at Large – Freecampers and Squatters

We’ve been back on the wallaby for a few weeks now, making our way north chasing the sun. There are two routes to choose between when travelling between north and south in Queensland.

Back Home Amongst the Gum Trees

We are back, returned from our sojourn in the NW Pacific coast of the USA and the Rockies of Canada and it is always nice to be home.

For those first few precious weeks in returning you see things through different eyes. The skies in Aus. are so blue here, the nights so dark with a spray of a million brilliant and familiar stars overhead. The air is so crisp, a welcome and familiar crispness given that it is now mid winter, even if it is similar to the summers of the NW in America.

Oldies at Large – Out on the Wallaby

Hopping about from camp to camp is without a doubt the best thing about freecamping and it is the people you meet that you remember the most. I once thought that life travelling as a Grey Nomad would be full of like escapee’s or Grey Nomads just like us but this isn’t the case. It has amazed me, the diversity of the people on the road.

Saddest perhaps are the young single parents, single mums mostly with youngsters who are usually pre-school age and are commonly living out of a car. Most every freecamp near any sizable town will have at least one of these small families. Some I have found have chosen this life, though most seem to be struggling with it.