Monday 3rd May 2004
Happy Birthday Rex Bentley
It's not often I have a brother that turns 63 years old!
(who is healthier than me and looks as young)
Today we woke in the land of the Golden Guitar, so that was where
we had to go. It took us a while to put on our boot scooting shoes
on and grab our cowboy hats (or at least have a shower and breakfast)
then at about 10:45am we set off to find that guitar.
It didn't take long to get to the 'Big Guitar Visitors Centre'
where a 12 metre 'Golden Guitar' is displayed outside. This provided
a photographic opportunity before entering the centre. At the entrance
to the centre there is a fairly large display of stone and other
geological formations. including cut stone and polished stone spheres.
After paying our $8 each we then entered the wax museum which
holds a number of the better known Australian Country and Western
performers. This was very interesting and took about an hour of
our time to wander through and read about the artists portrayed.
Once out of the wax museum we found ourselves in quite a large
souvenir shop which held a range of Australiana products
and a good range of Country music CD's. After a purchase or two,
one being a CD of John Williamson called
'Old Farts in Caravan Parks' (Maybe he has been spying on us.....!)
we left the centre.
From the Golden Guitar we made our way into the town centre and
parked there whilst we took a walk along the long main street of
the town. On this walk 'one of us' lead the way into several clothing
stores but there was not anything found that was the right shade
of pink. The walk continued the length of the street and back before
finding our way to KMart and Coles for a few small purchases to
keep the pantry full. We both thought Tamworth is a very neat,
clean and well serviced city that has been well worth the visit.
After returning to the caravan park the Patrol and caravan had
a birthday, or more correctly a wash. Water restrictions are not
as severe in Tamworth so out came the hose and the long handled
washing brush that has not seen the light of day since we left
Western Australia. About two hours later it was hard to recognise
the Patrol or the caravan as being the same units. Long overdue
and worth the effort.
'One of us' set off on a walk and returned about an hour later,
saying she had walked for kilometres, however some of the old blokes
around the caravan park have been passing a lot of compliments
her way, so who knows??????
Tomorrow should see us head off on the New England Highway in
the direction of Tenterfield, the home of 'The Tenterfield Saddler'.