Gloucester

My First Car: Datsun 120Y


This photo shows my first car – a Datsun 120Y. It’s shown here parked out the front of my mother’s house back in the day – at Stratford near Gloucester in New South Wales, Australia.

My first car

Pies


I don’t mind a good pie – there just aren’t too many places where you can get a decent one these days. These I got from Thompson’s Bakery at Raymond Terrace – cheese and bacon cocktail pies, or party pies if you prefer. I know you can get good pies at both Bulahdelah and Gloucester (normal size), while these smaller ones are pretty good at the Terrace. Other than that I wouldn’t rave about any others nearby. I would also say the same for the sausage rolls by the way.

I suppose it’s a good thing as it prevents me from buying a lot of them and piling on the weight.

Rocky Crossing – Enjoying a Dip


This photo was taken at Rocky Crossing near the New South Wales town of Gloucester, in Australia. I’m cooling down after a hot day one Australian summer on a causeway.

At Rocky Crossing

Carson’s Lookout


Today’s daily is a bit of a stretch I think you could say. By that I mean, it is stretching it to define the post as a single photo/video. It is really a single slideshow, which sort of looks a bit like a video I suppose.

Anyhow, the slideshow is just a few photos taken at Carson’s Lookout on the Thunderbolt’s Way, between Gloucester and Walcha in New South Wales, Australia. The photos were taken on my ‘Waterfalls Tour 2010’ holiday last week.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/kevinmatthews/sets/72157625448890347/show/

Taking a Break at Rocky Crossing


At Rocky Crossing near GloucesterThis photo was taken not long after the trip to Orange (see photos from the last few days). We stopped at Gloucester and visited Rocky Crossing for a quick cooling dip. Here I am really having a break.

 

Crossing Over


Kevin Matthews, Michael MatthewsThis photo is another from the slides that I managed to salvage from my grandfather’s collection. I have simply called it ‘crossing over.’ Why? Because my cousin Michael and I are crossing over a bridge. Quite simple really.

I am not entirely sure where this photo was taken, but it does resemble an old bridge that once crossed a stream as you headed into the Barrington Tops from Gloucester, in New South Wales, Australia. Perhaps someone will recognise the location and either confirm or correct me on that.

I am the smaller of the two boys in the photo. My cousin Michael is on the left of the photo.