A cold night and a lovely day to follow again. The trip south to Corryong township was again a pleasant trip with plenty of hills and valleys and great views along the way. Most enjoyable.
Arriving in Corryong in time for a tea break we scored a couple of parks right outside the Information Centre and toilet facilities. The town while not large had a fairly wide main street with the usual selection of shops and looked nice and tidy.
The lady in the Information Centre seemed to epitomise the friendly nature of the rest of town as Mary returned from a shopping excursion with tales of almost being held hostage with chatty staff in the various shops. The Info lady provided us with heaps of local and region options for tonight’s stay and so, for the third time, we changed to use her suggestion at Cotton Tree State Park and picnic area, located just south of the Murray River.
The bakery was great and also had a range of piggy items for sale. When questioned apparently the bakery owners were called Hogg, hence the piggy stuff. The local garage also had a large pig sited outside the garage so I presume that there was some relationship there to!
As a result of the stopover change we returned to the village of Towong on the bank of the Murray River and turned left and for the next couple of hours thoroughly enjoyed the river and pastoral vistas. The various recommendations proved to be true and interesting. The sky gradually clouded over and the weather looked increasingly gloomy. One unfortunate icident took place when I decided to remove my sweater and placed my spectacles on my car seat - and then sat on them. Very flat specs and completely unuseable! We stopped at the village of Walwa for a nice coffee in a very fascinating shop. Recommended for other travellers.
Continuing westward we eventually turned south and found the almost non-existent small village of Granya and I missed the turnoff to the park just as it started to rain again. I continued up the hill until I found a ‘reasonable’ about turn and made it back to the correct turnoff - followed by a couple of kilometres of gravel road that soon ended up down a steep slope and into the park campsite. The place was quite damp but a long way from noisy traffic but very much filled with noisy birds for a change.
Eventually we managed a couple of level sites and were very soon set up and enjoying the bird choral society. Mary and I managed a reasonable stroll up the mountain ridges and enjoyed the peace and quiet of the natural bush, returning to camp just as it started to rain. The first time in over two weeks so could not be unhappy with that change.
We all watched a brief video (there being no TV in this mountainous area) and then enjoyed a quiet night under the rainy skies. The rain frequently became heavy and, with a much warmer night, not much sleep was possible.