Camp on Murrumbidgee River – Nerrandra, Hay
First night on the road I pulled onto a track with a sign that said “River”. This is the Murrumbidgee River, quite a different site to the Murrumbidgee that I know from up Cooma way on the Monaro where it’s a pristine, clean, mountain stream, bumbling over the rocks, and supporting trout.
Sunrise at my camp on the Murrumbidgee River, the frost made a campfire a welcome asset. I was glad a few coals remained from the night before to get the campfire started.
Well, I just couldn't help myself. The light on the ancient river redgums of the Murrumbidgee River, the fog rising from the water and the forms of the trees and fallen logs made me brave the chilly atmosphere and wander along the river bank.
Breakfast by the Murrumbidgee River, a can of corn kernals on toast, cooked on the coals of the campfire.
It feel so wonderful just by looking at these photos. Not because the hardships which will come upon you in this great journey
It is the eternal quest of human to explore inside and outside which makes our life worth
Corn on toast!! Mate you can do better than explorers type grub surely!!