The New England Tablelands

I didn’t have time to research the destination prior to departure. Bad idea. It was freezing when our plane landed in Tamworth. The windscreen and roof of our rental car had ice on it.

The wind was blistering cold. I could hardly feel my fingers. My gloves thankfully were in my backpack so I hurriedly took them out.

We found a reasonably good coffee at least before we proceeded to our first work stop. Not much we can do there owing to a power outage. Some work going on at a nearby street taking the power down on a work week!

You can’t be in Tamworth without finding The Golden Guitar. For those who don’t know Tamworth, it’s Australia’s country music capital. I think it’s an Eeyore kind of photo perfect moment

Eeyore is my youngest son’s cuddly. And I promised my little one that I’ll take Eeyore in my trips so Eeyore won’t feel lonely. It’s been a tough seventeen months for our family. Eeyore, the sad one, should be sad no longer. So I take him in my trips hoping to give my little one a sense of hope as well. That beyond the sadness are rainbows that he can look forward to. So Eeyore is the lucky one!

The saddle at the visitor’s centre, Tamworth.

The challenge about travelling somewhere unfamiliar is finding somewhere to eat that all of us can enjoy. But Tamworth being a tourist place have plenty to offer. We settled at Hopscotch Restaurant at Bicentennial Park. The burger was juicy and the chips, crispy!

Also a good opportunity to wind back a bit, even for just an hour before we hit the road again. And an Eeyore perfect photo

Bicentennial Park, Tamworth

The drive to Armidale was enjoyable but when you’re beating the clock, there’s not much detours you can do for the more touristy drive. We did manage to do a pit stop at Glen Innis so I can have a quick coffee with my gf and her daughters. Then off we head for Tenterfield, the birthplace of the Australian Federation. I picked the former Mayor’s old home for the night, also called the Pink Lady. It was dusk as we were driving, from Glen Innis

She is beautiful in daylight as she is at night when my eyes first laid on her. One of my colleagues asked if the place is haunted. I said “of course, it is!” The fright in his face was priceless! I couldn’t resist!

I love old houses. But I can imagine the cost of maintaining it would be enormous!

The best part of the Stannum House is the lookout at the top accessed via a spiral staircase from the first floor. It provides an excellent vantage of the town. Don’t do what we did: climbed at night using our phones as torches. Did I say that we are a mad travelling group?

Another historic place is the Tenterfield Saddler. Renowned as the meeting place for anyone who wishes to discuss a variety of topics attracting the likes of Banjo Peterson, an Australian poet. The locals say that it’s George Woolnough’s compassion that brought people together. There’s a song that memorialised the saddlery written by Peter Allen, singer-songwriter, George’s grandson.

Glen Innis is also full of historical places, such as this hotel at the town centre. But work beckoned, so just managed a few random shots before we had to drive back to Armidale to catch our flight home.

Funnily, it wasn’t until we passed by the town of Guyra that I finally demystified why I had blocked ears for the entire time! Elevation 1,330 meters above sea level!

Life’s little mystery solved.

So, don’t do what do. Always research before you go. Until the next adventure!

Glen Innis

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