Reaching the Promised Land
7 January 11
We’d been invited down to Bellingen, only half an hour’s drive southwest of Coffs Harbour, so today we packed up our stuff from Aunty Judy’s house and drove away. We didn’t know that we’d be leaving our fun resort for the Promised Land.
David and I first stopped at business acquaintance’s house in Bellingen. Ten months ago, a floor-tradesman had come to our house and purchased rolls of materials. His eldest son had left his skateboard in the shed, and we brought it with us in the truck to return it. When we arrived at their house, the family was home, although they were planning on driving to Port Macquarie for the weekend. It was great to be invited inside, have a cuppa and enjoy the company.
After seeing them, we headed for the countryside around the town. There’s a beautiful section of farmland north of Bellingen that is called Promised Land.
To get to the Promised Land, you first have to cross Never Never Creek. We stopped to have a look at the water, and the cicadas were deafening.
We know all about cicadas from our trip through Queensland. The girls weren’t shy about handling this insect.
When we were about to drive away, Brioni became distraught. She was afraid her cicada would become frightened by the noise of the engine. (It died a natural death during the course of our short trip back to town.)
While in Coffs Harbour, I contacted a local natural-learning support group. Brett: had invited us to Bellingen. We were meeting him and his two children: Kaiden and Jamala at a local park.
Brett and Nicole recently traveled around Australia for ten months. They drove their car and trailer entirely on free waste vegetable oil. Brett said he only had to pay once. Not bad for a trip around Australia, hey? We’re very impressed and it’s started getting us thinking about the possibilities of powering our trip on vegie oil.
Although Brett and David hit it off right away, it took a while for the kids to warm up. Four-year-old Kaiden was very confident and started playing right away.
Our visit was cut short because two-year-old Jamala was overdue for a nap. The children were reluctant to separate, but we’ve made plans for another reunion tomorrow so they can have another play together.
We drove back out of town to the Promised Land. With a name like that, we’re certain we’ve picked the perfect place to camp tonight!
Although it’s been raining for the last couple of days, now that we’re camping again, the drizzle has stopped. We’re thankful that our weather is always perfect!