A group of our friends (namely Henry, Craig and Wayland with his friends Andy and Saxon) all decided to go off-roading in The Watagans at the weekend and, after deciding to give it a miss due to a bad weather forecast and Mat working all day on Saturday, we changed our mind at the last minute and set off late Saturday afternoon.
We have been to The Watagans a good few times now as it’s probably the closest best place for off-roading and camping taking about an hour and a half to get there. Unfortunately we got waylaid at the Hawkesbury bridge for over half an hour due to an accident and had to navigate Watagan State Forest in the dark. Fortunately we were meeting the guys at The Pines camping site which is easy to get to and well sign posted.
It turned out to be fabulously warm for this time of year and didn’t rain at all – another bonus this area has over the popular Blue Mountains which is always at least 5 degrees colder than anywhere else! Not only did I not need my rain coat that I’d forgotten but I didn’t even need the extra thick jumper I’d brought.
After a fabulous breakfast of smoked salmon and scambled eggs on Sunday we all drove off to try and find an awesome camp site we discovered a few weeks ago when we were here with Henry and Pete.
We didn’t manage to find the same one but came across a near equal spot for views. I’m not sure if it’s classed as Watagan National Park or Heaton State Forest as, looking at Google Maps, it’s somewhere on the border.
We’ll go with Heaton State Forest as dogs are allowed in state forests but not in national parks! Though if anyone asks Mulch is a guinea-pig! Actually, now I come to think of it the sign, as we passed from Watagan State Forest into Watagan National Park, said “No domestic animals” so scratch that – he’s a life-like replica guinea pig! All joking aside Mulch was kept on a lead at all times and I’m pretty sure we were driving all through the national park bits.
All in all we were very glad we went. It’s easy to get lazy, especially in Winter, and opt to stay at home in the warm. However, it’s not until we get out into the bush that we appreciate how necessary it is for the Soul. As beautiful as the Northern Beaches of Sydney are, they are still populated to the max and to have an occasional escape is like a breath of fresh air!