
Today
we moved from Byron Bay, to the Glasshouse Mountains, north of Sydney.
Before we left Byron Bay we drove up to the lighthouse, and had a run
around at the most easterly point of Australia. Our original plan was
to move 100kms north, but in the end we moved 350kms, past the Gold
Coast and Surfers Paradise, through Brisbane and up the Bruce Highway
further still. This was because the weather was pretty cool and changeable,
and the National Park we were aiming for was cold and wet. We decided
that we’d stop there on the way down, and as Emily was happily asleep
in the back of the van, we carried on up the motorway. When we crossed
the border from New South Wales into Queensland it was like moving to
another country. Suddenly the side of the road was covered with huge
out of town developments, just like in the States, and there seemed
to be a McDonalds every 10 miles (to give you a comparison, we think
we saw 5 McDonalds in the 600 miles from Sydney to the state line with
Queensland, and then after we crossed into Queensland, 10 in the 60
miles to Brisbane. We also saw the coastline developed with lots of
tall apartment blocks, again something which didn’t happen in New South
Wales. So Australia is obviously very different between each of the
states.
We finally stopped around 5pm at a small campsite in the Glasshouse
Mountains (basically, volcanic plugs sticking up in an otherwise flat
landscape). The bonus was that this site had a TV room, so we settled
down to watch the opening ceremony of the Rugby World Cup with a few
other backpackers on the site. A week ago they’d been advertising 10,000
surplus tickets for the game in Sydney – if we’d been impetuous we could
have been there in person, rather than watching it on the box!