After our strenuous hike up Mount Kosciuszko, we took it easy and went off roading on Barry Way with the bus and trailer. This drive took us into a valley along the Snowy River and was Disco’s favorite part of the tour. Driving a bus full of passengers and pulling a large trailer along dirt roads with a mountain on one side and a cliff on the other certainly does pose an interesting challenge.
As we made our way down into the canyon, the views were amazing. The forest was lush and didn’t fit into my concept of Australia at all. From the top of the mountain, the trees seemed to go on forever and ever with no semblance of civilization to scar the landscape.
The winding dirt road hugged the mountain for many kilometers and seemed to lead us further into isolation. If you have even a mediocre imagination, you start thinking of the bus breaking down and some family of inbred killers emerging from the woods to claim us one by one. So, you can imagine my vivid picture show.
On the other not-so-Hollywood hand, the area was quite peaceful. The remoteness has an appeal that city life cannot mimic. The fresh air and natural beauty around us was breathtaking. The sights and sounds of Australia’s wildlife existed everywhere you turned.
Along the road we saw several camp sites with people camping over the long weekend. Many of them had four-wheel drive vehicles to help them maneuver, and I worried that our humble bus and trailer wouldn’t be able to make it out of the valley. I definitely did not want to stay out here for the night. Who knew if these people were visiting the area or if they were the most “normal-looking” representatives of that inbred family to lure us in?
We stopped at Wallace Craigie Lookout to admire the vista. Australia sure does have a lot of diversity. Disco told us about the area, its history and played the didgeridoo for us. It looked quite difficult to play because you have to buzz your lips loosely like you’re playing a trumpet and breathe at the same time. Traditionally only men played the instrument. If women played it, it prevented them from having babies. Maybe this was the original form of contraception?
Next we stopped at Suggan Buggan to look at a historical schoolhouse. It was built in the mid-1800s and still stands today. The town (if you can really call it that) is extremely isolated with very few inhabitants. I cannot comprehend what it would be like to live there.
As we continued on, we crossed from the state of New South Wales to Victoria. We also passed several vehicles that had to squeeze to the side to pass. Luckily, I was on the cliff side and got a good glimpse of the vegetation and rocks we’d tumble into should the other vehicles bump us. Despite my doubts, especially when some of the larger trucks came through, we made it safely out of the valley.
|Slide Album: Barry Way|