Hitting the Bullnigang heights...and lows.

Last weekend I decided it had been a long enough time between drinks and therefore long overdue for a visit to some of my favourite walking country, the Southern Blue mountains.
I had no exact route planned for this trip just three days of wandering and seeing what there is to see. So I packed the “Barrallier” and “Bindook” maps, took the long drive to 500 acre flat, parked the car and headed off.
It was 8:30am by the time I got away (those 3 damn farm gates are only slightly more annoying to deal with on the way in then on your way out) and there was a thick frost on all things not moving...it was bitter cold. I cut the “Wonga” property away from the homestead, up under the tree line and then made way down to the Wollondilly, after the big bend and where it narrows to its thinnest.
Although it feels like it hasn’t rained in an age I have seen the river dryer and still didn’t manage to cross without getting wet feet...but it was only ankle deep. Here I headed downstream and soon found an old farm road that took me up and easily across Shawneen flat. Lovely walking. Then I rounded the next major bend in the river and found myself at the junction of Tomat Creek. “Why not” I thought to myself it’s a fall I’ve wanted to inspect for some time as last year I did a couple of trips up Millnigang falls a comparison would be in order.
Lower Tomat Ck for the most part was dry as a bone and not so much as a trickle was on the rock face at the falls but still worth the journey with plenty of interesting rock formations as the sides of the surrounding mountains close in.
So here I decided it was time for a different perspective with a view from the top...I looked East and then looked West and decided West, although steeper would be fastest so the shorter/sharper option was taken. The path up was definitely not what you would call a ridge, not exactly a spur either...more a pregnant bump in the valley wall. But it did the trick and before long I was enjoying views off the falls top, down the creek and back to the Wollondilly.
Here I took off West cross country until I hit the Bullnigang FT at a fork in the road. I had heard rumours off an old authoritative that there was an unused, unmarked road that branched off West of the Bullnigang FT and finished above the last long flat along the Murriun Ck. So with a keen eye to my left I began the walk North up the road. Couldn’t locate the mystery track for love nor money and by the time I had hit the Honey Suckle Ck property I knew I had gone to far as any Westward travel from then on would be met with either Talavins Ck or Bindook Ck both edged by gorge so I found nice grassy spot 20 meters off the road and hunkered down for a cool night.
Next morning I was up and at it early first thing on the agenda was to check out the high bluffs above Talavins Ck then Bindook Ck then across more country until the Bindook property was reached. Here I walked to the eastern end of the farm so I could descend into Murriun creek via an old cattle route that follows a fairly gentle spur down. Missed it. Not sure how as I have walked up it in the past? I guess it was the alluring sound of running water and I hadn’t had a drink in awhile so the draw of hydration had me ambling down a steep but basically open spur North of the proper spur.
Walked down stream a spell to where Neville Lang’s now ruined hut used to stand and noticed with sadness the pigs have totally destroyed what was once a ideal camp site fit for 10 tents on bowling green manicured grass. Walked further down stream from here to the aforementioned last big flat on the river. I would camp here and find that pesky Bullnigang track from this end...if it killed me. But this would have to wait till the morning, I was exhausted.
Up with the sun and standing at the base of the mountain up I went and low and behold, after some searching, there it was. I followed it back roughly 3 kilometres to the Bullnigang FT and wondered if I need to go to spec savers. It definitely isn’t obvious nor is there any indication of a road other than very faint tyre ruts...but it is there.
Nothing for it now than to follow the track back to the tops which affords magic views of the valley , climb down the very rocky, scrubby mountain, pack up and head on down the creek and onto the car.
Fun 3 days out but spotted at least 8 pigs over the walk which is a major concern.
Dingo.
I had no exact route planned for this trip just three days of wandering and seeing what there is to see. So I packed the “Barrallier” and “Bindook” maps, took the long drive to 500 acre flat, parked the car and headed off.
It was 8:30am by the time I got away (those 3 damn farm gates are only slightly more annoying to deal with on the way in then on your way out) and there was a thick frost on all things not moving...it was bitter cold. I cut the “Wonga” property away from the homestead, up under the tree line and then made way down to the Wollondilly, after the big bend and where it narrows to its thinnest.
Although it feels like it hasn’t rained in an age I have seen the river dryer and still didn’t manage to cross without getting wet feet...but it was only ankle deep. Here I headed downstream and soon found an old farm road that took me up and easily across Shawneen flat. Lovely walking. Then I rounded the next major bend in the river and found myself at the junction of Tomat Creek. “Why not” I thought to myself it’s a fall I’ve wanted to inspect for some time as last year I did a couple of trips up Millnigang falls a comparison would be in order.
Lower Tomat Ck for the most part was dry as a bone and not so much as a trickle was on the rock face at the falls but still worth the journey with plenty of interesting rock formations as the sides of the surrounding mountains close in.
So here I decided it was time for a different perspective with a view from the top...I looked East and then looked West and decided West, although steeper would be fastest so the shorter/sharper option was taken. The path up was definitely not what you would call a ridge, not exactly a spur either...more a pregnant bump in the valley wall. But it did the trick and before long I was enjoying views off the falls top, down the creek and back to the Wollondilly.
Here I took off West cross country until I hit the Bullnigang FT at a fork in the road. I had heard rumours off an old authoritative that there was an unused, unmarked road that branched off West of the Bullnigang FT and finished above the last long flat along the Murriun Ck. So with a keen eye to my left I began the walk North up the road. Couldn’t locate the mystery track for love nor money and by the time I had hit the Honey Suckle Ck property I knew I had gone to far as any Westward travel from then on would be met with either Talavins Ck or Bindook Ck both edged by gorge so I found nice grassy spot 20 meters off the road and hunkered down for a cool night.
Next morning I was up and at it early first thing on the agenda was to check out the high bluffs above Talavins Ck then Bindook Ck then across more country until the Bindook property was reached. Here I walked to the eastern end of the farm so I could descend into Murriun creek via an old cattle route that follows a fairly gentle spur down. Missed it. Not sure how as I have walked up it in the past? I guess it was the alluring sound of running water and I hadn’t had a drink in awhile so the draw of hydration had me ambling down a steep but basically open spur North of the proper spur.
Walked down stream a spell to where Neville Lang’s now ruined hut used to stand and noticed with sadness the pigs have totally destroyed what was once a ideal camp site fit for 10 tents on bowling green manicured grass. Walked further down stream from here to the aforementioned last big flat on the river. I would camp here and find that pesky Bullnigang track from this end...if it killed me. But this would have to wait till the morning, I was exhausted.
Up with the sun and standing at the base of the mountain up I went and low and behold, after some searching, there it was. I followed it back roughly 3 kilometres to the Bullnigang FT and wondered if I need to go to spec savers. It definitely isn’t obvious nor is there any indication of a road other than very faint tyre ruts...but it is there.
Nothing for it now than to follow the track back to the tops which affords magic views of the valley , climb down the very rocky, scrubby mountain, pack up and head on down the creek and onto the car.
Fun 3 days out but spotted at least 8 pigs over the walk which is a major concern.
Dingo.