Howdy folks.

Boy I needed that. Life's been hectic and the chance to drive out to Oberon was a welcome recharge for my batteries. Take a wander through my pics and join me in some relaxation.

After my discussion about Folk metal, Rosie obliged with some Iron Maiden for the trip to Oberon. Who would have pictured Rosie as a Maiden fan? Eh? Run To The Hills was very appropriate. Anyway.

We had a great time playing music to enthusiastic locals who are as pleased to hang out with us as we are to see them dance. And that's quite a bit. Love you guys. Cheers to Grahame, Mark, Charmayne, Pam and all the Oberonites who make us feel so welcome.

It's been a while since I travel-blogged, not too much has changed.

Rosie has more guitars

The car doesnt have keys anymore

Blackheath is still full of hipsters

And driving through rural New South Wales, on a cool, sunny autumn day remains a profound pleasure.

Rosie very kindly drove so I could take a breather. Stunning countryside.

I've taken a picture of this broken street signage every time I have been there.

Selfishly, I hope it's there for many more pictures to come :-)

I derive profound satisfaction for a night of music, pleasant company and Green Bathing as we drive across the mountains.

It's a real gratitude moment for me. 

Thanks to Rosie for the drive, to Gary for sound and to the boys for a solid up-vibe session of playing.

These are the good bits. They're worth celebrating.