With a few other things we wanted to do, we said goodbye to Howard and Colleen. They headed south and we turned left and headed north. First stop Old Onslow.
This is the old Court House and Police Station.
The old exercise yard... a stone building with glass on top to stop escapees.
This old town was abandoned due to a cyclone in the 30's and moved to the current site on the coast. Still quite impressive even in this state.
We pulled up on the Ashburton River, which would have been a great free camp except for the Sand Flies.
'New' Onslow has a lovely Anzac Memorial...the sun rises through the arch on Anzac Day..and the Slouch Hats on the seat.
There was the customary Museum but with a twist.. all the items here had been put together by the locals and though topsy turvy....made a great time. Some of the banners (you can see in the background) were old school banners. With the eras depicted in there own way. With Hula Hoops in the 50's, Jacks in the 60's and Bellbottoms and Guitars in the 70's..oh the simplicity of times gone bye.
This is the old Court House and Police Station.
The old exercise yard... a stone building with glass on top to stop escapees.
This old town was abandoned due to a cyclone in the 30's and moved to the current site on the coast. Still quite impressive even in this state.
We pulled up on the Ashburton River, which would have been a great free camp except for the Sand Flies.
'New' Onslow has a lovely Anzac Memorial...the sun rises through the arch on Anzac Day..and the Slouch Hats on the seat.
There was the customary Museum but with a twist.. all the items here had been put together by the locals and though topsy turvy....made a great time. Some of the banners (you can see in the background) were old school banners. With the eras depicted in there own way. With Hula Hoops in the 50's, Jacks in the 60's and Bellbottoms and Guitars in the 70's..oh the simplicity of times gone bye.
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