Today we drove through some narrow and steep forest roads to a little town called Comboyne. I was a little low on fuel so we thought we could fill up and get some lunch. Not likely, the last time the fuel bowsers had been used looked like about 30 years ago and lunch wasn’t an option either. They recommended we drive to Wingham. Wingham is a much larger country town and we enjoyed a $18 scotch fillet steak and trimmings for lunch at the local services club. After a look around town we headed back to camp from a completely different direction and put our faith in the GPS. The first attempt ended in a closed road, the bridge had been washed away many years ago and never replaced. In the next attempt we headed towards the small town of Lansdowne, then through many small farming communities to another road that was clearly marked no through road. I decided to take a risk and have a look, about halfway down we came across a forest track called Green Hwy which we had seen earlier in the day as we drove out to Comboyne. My faith in the GPS was somewhat restored. We travelled along this road for about 10 kms then the GPS directed on to Pimlik trail which was basically a fire trail. It was a very overgrown track that had not been used in sometime, after about 5 km of pushing through shrub we were debating if we should turn back, but a check on GPS showed we were heading in the right direction so we decided to push on. The options to turn around were very limited. Finally we came to a fairly steep hill and a few more obstacles, the first tree branch Jacky was able to move while I drove around it, the second tree required the axe to cut and move and just as we got near the top there was a tree about 30cm thick, 50 cms off the ground and it extended 4-5 mtrs back in the scrub on both sides of the track. This moment I had purchased the chainsaw for. 20 mins later the tree was in numerous pieces and we were mobile again, another 10 mins we came out onto a forest road that we recognised that went back our camp

At camp I pulled out the chainsaw to cut up some firewood and there was no way I could get it to start. When I had it serviced the technician said that the carburettor was blocked with oil residue from too high oil concentration in the fuel. Apparently when two stroke fuel is left for longer than a month the acetone content in the ULP evaporates leaving too much oil in the fuel. It was very fortunate it clogged up after we cleared the trail.

The juvenile butcher birds were so cheeky they even landed on out table looking for crumbs

Tonight we had the entire camp ground to ourselves.

Camp at Swans Crossing