After enjoying a good breakfast provided by the Penrith Bowling & Recreation Club, we left Penrith at 8.OOam headed west, stopping at Bathurst for morning tea and Wellington Caves for lunch where we met up with Bob, Lana and Rachelle. It was a long day’s drive, finally arriving at Nyngan for the night, enjoying pizzas for dinner.
Good Morning Sunshine! The earth says hello! The Foxtrot Papa egg has now hatched, we’ve sprouted our wings and readied to take flight. This day is marked on the 26th of June 2006, leaving Penrith Bowling Club
The incident has given rise to the first limerick of the trip.
There once was a man named Stu,
Who got to wear the vest by day 2,
He reversed into a hire car,
Reckon that’s a beauty by far,
He’s a Queenslander,
Hey what can you do?
Stopped at Nyngan Riverside Caravan Park settled in for 25 boxes of takeaway pizza and a few tinnies around the campfire sharing stories and plenty of
Devastation quickly rippled through the camp once we realised there was no TV or radio broadcast of the Socceroos game against the Italians, oh well it was back around the campfire doing what we do best and sharing warm fuzzies with the Foxes and the Papas of the family. Life’s good!
