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Three Rivers Run – Day 6 – Wentworth to Broken Hill

We had a lovely night around the fire, the temperature wasn’t as cool as the past few nights so we roasted a few marshmallows and enjoyed the peace and quiet of our surroundings and our few and far between neighbours.

Thegoa Lagoon
The rain has sprouted pretty flowers in the forests

Tash woke up for sunrise and wandered to the river edge and reported back grey clouds so I rolled over and went back to sleep as I haven’t been sleeping all that well. I think its safe to say that she isn’t going to last much longer as my weather/light reporter.

We were starting to get the hang of this holiday thing, so we had a lovely cooked birthday breakfast (cooked by myself!) before packing up and heading off.

It’s pretty hard this camping thing!

As we headed out of town we couldn’t help but stop at the Lock again.


Perry Sandhills

Just out of the town of Wentworth is Perry Sandhills. The sandhills cover an area of approximately 160 hectares, and have been formed over the past 40,000 years by wind erosion and are continually shifting due to the wind.

As turned off the main road to head to the dunes i noticed an Roads vehicle sitting on the edge of the road, I’m not sure why but i as we went past them i took a few looks in the mirror, thinking oh boy they probably haven’t seen our camper before and i wondered if they might try to do a ‘once over’ on us. We pulled into the carpark and as i got out of the car i saw the roads vehicle pull up beside us with their lights on and i all i could think was “i don’t have time for this!” … turns out the two guys were keen campers and hadn’t seen our camper before but weren’t quick enough to catch the name, so came after us figuring the dunes were a pretty good guess as to where we headed. It was quite funny in the end and we ended up chatting to them for about 20 minutes and showing them all over the camper.

We explored the dunes for a little while enjoying the beautiful sunshine but knowing it was time to move on.

As the dunes have shifted and grown they have engulfed the trees.
It’s quite a sight from the top looking out over the farms and back to the town.
The weather watching being King of the Dunes
The boys are also enjoying the trip.

We had a quick lunch stop down by the river.

Being self-sufficient makes life on the road a little easier.
Bunne Rungee Rest Area, Great Darling Anabranch Bridge

Broken Hill

We were headed for Broken Hill and by the looks of it straight into a decent storm. Thankfully we managed to skirt round the edge of it.

The storm we skirted around the edges of.
Silver City Highway heading into Broken Hill.

We headed out to the racecourse once we arrived in the Hill to set up camp. We headed back to town and up the hill to the The Line of Lode Miner’s Memorial. It is also a symbolic and spiritual representation of the human tragedy of more than 800 deaths since mining commenced in Broken Hill in 1883. The Line of Lode is the ore body that bisects the town.

Memorial with the town behind.
Line of Lode Memorial
The memorial to the 800 or more miners who lost their lives working along the Line of Lode.

The views from the memorial are pretty spectacular.

Broken Hill
It’s a little strange seeing green and not a big red dust bowl.


With sunset closing in on us, we decided to take a very quick trip out to Silverton. With only a week of holidays and lots of closed roads, we have had to take the long way around and we were now working out our priorities and unfortunately Silverton this trip drew a short straw.

Silverton Municipal Chambers
The famous Silverton pub
An old church at Silverton
One of the old Silverton relics

I was hoping for a sunset but it wasn’t to be.  The clouds off Mundi Mundi lookout looking out across the plains were pretty sweet.

Mundi Mundi Plains.
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Three Rivers Run – Day 5 – Balranald to Wentworth

Well the rain eventually stopped late last night and we woke to blue cloudy skies. We hung and draped all out wet gear out whilst we had our first hot cooked breakfast which was a nice change to the ‘interesting’ tasting Gluten Free Coco Pops ripoffs. With breakfast done and the van all packed up, we left Leeroy in the safe hands of the park whilst we went exploring on nearby Yanga National Park.

Yanga National Park – Homestead

Unfortunately due to the wet weather the campgrounds were closed when we stopped yesterday, so we were hopeful the homestead and woolshed would still be open. We were in luck both were open and they are amazing.

The homestead is in such a beautiful location overlooking the Lakes on both sides of the house. The English garden would be so gorgeous when in flower and everything has been preserved brilliantly.

The front of the Homestead. The section to the left is the original, the part straight ahead was added at a later time.
The ‘newer’ section.
The gardens.
Different view of the Original Homestead from the gardens.
Walk through the garden, under the arbor and out to this view!
Looking back to the Homestead
More views over the lake from the backyard

A few pictures from around the grounds of the Homestead:

View out onto the other lake
Lots of old equipment around the grounds

Yanga Woolshed

After we had finished exploring the homestead,  we headed down the road to the Woolshed.

The woolshed, what can I say other than I could go on for ages. Its huge, it’s beautiful, it’s nostalgic, it’s so well kept, it still smells like they were shearing there yesterday, I loved it.

The Woolshed !
Scales and Wool Press
Wool Press
Did someone say waffles!
It’s as if the workers are at smoko not gone for good
Sorting table and bays
15 Shearing Bays on each side of the shed
The scale of the shed is very hard to capture
If those floors could talk…
Come inside
Sleeping Quarters – Two to a Room !
Charlie’s tyres a little stuck with the mud

After our exploring was done it was back to the caravan park to pick up Leeroy and get on our way. We were headed towards Mildura and stopped along the way at Lake Benanee. I don’t know what makes it the colour it is but it reminded us of glacier fed lakes in Canada.


I also hooked up the GoPro in the car for some road time-lapses (I still haven’t quite got the hang of retrieval and editing of them yet!)

We crossed the border into Victoria, and arrived in Mildura mid afternoon and even though we had been there before we couldn’t remember a thing about it!  Sorry about that Mildura!

We grabbed some fuel and took a few shots down by the river before making a decision to get to Wentworth for the night.

Murray River at Mildura


As we headed out of Mildura towards Wentworth we checked to see if the roads had re-opened or not .. Apparently not.


Once we arrived in Wentworth we headed for the junction of the two mighty rivers – the Murray and the Darling. Last time we were here was in 2009 and drought was crippling the outback. I’m so keen to do a comparison of the water levels, as the water level at the moment is pretty full.

Junction of the Mighty Murray and Darling Rivers

From the junction we headed to Lock No. 10 and it was here that you could see the serious amount of water moving through the system.

Lock No.10 was flowing
Lock No.10 looking very full

Our stop for the night was just downstream and we arrived as sunset was starting. We found a spot,  went for a lovely wander before heading back to set up and light our fire for the night.

Thegoa Lagoon
More water views from our campsite – up the Murray to Lock No.10
Another beautiful night for a campfire