It was hard trying to decide whether to
stay another night in Texas as it was so lovely, but we decided to
head towards Warialda and the Fossickers Way. I had chosen a few
different sites at both Warialda and Bingara, so after filling with
petrol, getting some more meat, and getting Peter's coffee fix we
headed south. Warialda is about 126km from Texas on the Bruxner
Highway to Yetman, then on the Warialda Road to Warialda. We stopped
for a photo of the bikini tree just outside of Warialda. In Warialda
we headed straight to the information centre, only to find it was
closed. By this time we had decided that we would go the extra 35km
to Bingara, but drove around to look at the free camps at Warialda.
There is one behind a pub which is where we will stay next time, as
the town looks lovely with many historic buildings. The other free
camp is fairly open, and we stopped there for lunch, which I had
prepared earlier.
We drove down the Alan Cunningham Road
to just before the town of Bingara to the Bingara Riverside Camping
Area. So many vans already there and such a lovely spot. I know, they
are all lovely spots, but Australia is beautiful!
We found a lovely spot right on the
river banks with lovely neighbours. We had drinks around the campfire
and then dinner. There is phone reception but no TV, so the satellite
is getting another workout. It was cold overnight, so the heater also
got a workout. We decided to stay at least two days.
The following day we drove into town.
There is a dump point and water available ($1) to top up the vans.
Being Sunday, most shops are shut so we had no trouble getting a
parking spot.
While looking at the beautiful
architecture of the closed Emporium, a local lady, Brenda, started
telling us all about the history of the town. She has lived here all
her life and was a wealth of information. Across the road from the
Emporium is Peter's Milkbar and the Roxy Theatre, lovely examples of
art deco. This is also the location of the information centre. We
walked up and down the main street enjoying the different styles of
pressed tin awnings, all of which I could make a quilt pattern from.
The town has a 'soundtrails' audio tour that one can download which
is good. However, not when one wants to do the town tour there and
then. We will download the app when we get home and have better wifi
coverage. We walked up and down liking what we saw, but didn't know
the history. Peter had look at XXXX beer - $53 a carton. He said he
will wait for Tamworth.
The Roxy Theatre complex was built in
1936 by three Greek immigrants from Kythera. It operated as a theatre
until 1958, and was restored and re-opened in 2004. It now houses the
tourist information centre, a Greek heritage in Australia Museum, an
old style milkbar as well as the theatre and cinema. One of the back
buildings also doubles as a cooking training venue.
There is also a street lined with
orange trees and an orange festival is held every July. No one is
allowed to pick the oranges until one day in the festival when the
school children are allowed to pick all the oranges. We must be here
too early in Spring as the trees do not have any buds yet. The trees
were planted by the Bingara RSL Sub Branch in 1946.
We drove up to the Batterham Lookout
and it is well worth a visit. No caravans as it is a very steep
climb. It is named after a local historian who did much to promote
Bingara. We also drove to the Living Classroom site. One can see the
beginning of this project with greenhouses and bunkhouses erected and
some planting have already taken place. It will be a great place to
visit in years to come.
There is an old ore stamper battery in
a picnic area south of town. It is all that remains of the All
Nations Gold Mine, established in 1860, and closed in 1948. The
discovery of gold in 1852 bought many settlers to try their luck.
This may be where the McDougall's from Texas came to find their
fortune. Today there are many places around Bingara that one can
fossick for gems.
Bingara was named by the local
Aboriginal people who would camp at a shallow point of the river that
they called this camp Bingara, meaning creek. The local Aboriginal
peoples were the Kamilaroi. Explorer Alan Cunningham also camped in
the same spot in 1827 and as this was the largest river he had seen
since the Hunter Valley he named the river Gwydir after his
benefactor in Wales, Lord Gwydir. The first squatters came in 1834,
the first being 'Bingara' property, established by George Hall. By
1840 a township was forming and in 1852 it was officially surveyed.
During the 1850's gold was discovered in many place around Eastern
Australia, and in 1873 diamonds were found.
Bingara is a lovely heritage town, that
we will return to. The Myall Creek Massacre occurred not too far from
here. We will visit that memorial next time.
I had to read your post carefully when I read "another night in Texas", but no, you hadn't traveled over to USA.
ReplyDeleteThese little towns are so interesting with their history and old buildings. Loved the bikini tree too.