{"id":26,"date":"2011-05-16T01:01:00","date_gmt":"2011-05-16T01:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/?p=26"},"modified":"2014-12-23T01:32:27","modified_gmt":"2014-12-23T01:32:27","slug":"my-trip-down-south-day-sixteen-15th-may","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/myadventures\/2011\/05\/my-trip-down-south-day-sixteen-15th-may\/","title":{"rendered":"My trip down south &#8211; Day Sixteen. (15th May)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today is the last day of my trip. After sixteen days and 5,757km travelled, I am home again. This trip started out because I wanted to meet members of my extended family, to meet the people I have formed such strong friendships with online and to visit a state I have never been to before.<\/p><p>I did everything I planned and it was the most wonderful time. The people I met were all lovely. They were all welcoming and the big thing for me was I was instantly at ease with all of them. I felt I belonged. So a big thank you to my friends and family, it was you guys that made this trip the special time that it turned out to be.<\/p><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2111.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2111-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">A water feature at the All Seasons Country Lodge, Taree where I stayed<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p>I left Taree in the morning and started to travel home. I stopped off at Kempsey for fuel and of course coffee and a muffin at Macdonalds. I had to keep an eye on the time because I had seven hours of actual driving to do but I did get sidetracked a few times. The rivers in this part of New South Wales are just beautiful. I stopped in Macksville to have a look.<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2114.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2114-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Who are you looking at? Seagulls at the Nambucca River, Macksville.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2115.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2115-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Nambucca River, Macksville<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2118.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2118-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Nambucca River, Macksville<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2119.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2119-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">For Tommy. A truck crossing the bridge over the&nbsp;Nambucca River, Macksville<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p>Then just up the road a bit further, I saw a sign to Valla Beach. As it was only a couple of kilometres away, I thought I would have a quick look. I&#8217;m so glad I did. What a beautiful beach!<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2122.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2122-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Valla Beach just north of Nambucca Heads. It is a gorgeous place.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2123.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2123-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Valla Beach<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2129.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2129-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">Valla Beach<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2134.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2134-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">South Valla Beach viewed from the picnic area<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2135.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2135-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">and again&#8230;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p>I then continued on my way north. I stopped at Grafton for some lunch. I called into a fast food place for a kebab however it was most definitely not fast. Twenty-five minutes later I walked out with my lunch and went down to the Clarence River to eat it.<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2137.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2137-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">The bridge over the Clarence River, Grafton. The cars cross on the top level and the railway &nbsp;is on the lower level &nbsp;of the bridge.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2138.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2138-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">The Clarence River, Grafton. Another pretty spot.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p><\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2139.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2139-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">A view of the lower level of the bridge showing the railway line. Cars travel across on the top level.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p>I then kept driving until I got home stopping only for some more fuel at Kyogle. I was following the Summerland Way however I decided to take the Lions Rd across the Queensland border. This took about fifteen minutes off my trip even though it is a very narrow and windy road. The windy bit didn&#8217;t matter as the Mt Lindsay Hway is worse had I have driven that way.<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center;border: none\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\"><a href=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2141.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"225\" src=\"https:\/\/stevoz.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/xIMG_2141-300x169.jpg\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;border: none\">The Queensland\/New South Wales border on the Lions Road. Nearly home&#8230;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table><p>I crossed the border at 4:10pm and right on five o&#8217;clock I was home. It was great to be back home and hold my wife Maree and see my boys again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is the last day of my trip. After sixteen days and 5,757km travelled, I am home again. 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