Tuesday, 20 July 2021

Day 94 Golden Fleece Rd

Someone saw me off

Monday 19th July, 2021 19.2km

2248.4 / 2869.7km

I got up at the normal time which for me is about 6am. It gives me time to pack up and be on my way by good daylight. At the moment sunrise is about 6.30, this morning though I'm going to have breakfast at the Cafe before moving out. It's cold again and I'm wearing my thermal undershirt, beanie and gloves just to go to breakfast.


Motel and Cafe up the road

Caravan Park


I decide after breakfast to have a cup of tea and wait for the sun to bring some warmth before
Imposing Mountain.   Mt Walsh
heading off. I did want to say goodbye to the lady who fed me the night before but she didn't show before I left.

I wandered back through town where the only movement was kids going to school. I could hear the cows in the saleyards as I had all night and was glad I wasn't sticking around for the smell later.

Live & Let Live hotel site. Now an Aloe farm.
The first bit was wandering back out to the trail. The official camp is about 2 k out behind the golf course. Very close to here is the site of the Live and Let Live Hotel, the first building in Biggenden. The trail now follows the old Maryborough to Gayndah coach road.




Looks like someone started a Barn raising

The trail follows the old wagon track, Golden Fleece Road doesn't refer to the old petrol station but the Golden Fleece coach stop. The road serviced the sheep stations around Mt Perry and had about 200 wagons hauling through on any day. With passenger coaches and mail runs it was a busy stopover. Looking at Biggenden today you can see remnants of a busy time. My camp near the Golden Fleece is on grass with nothing to show of this busier time.

Golden Fleece Rd

The serenity of the walk across farm paddocks

Close to the camp spot - penty of water in this lagoon. Added midgies to the mix though




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