Saying goodbye to Kilarney with sadness (on my part) joining the New England Highway traveled via Stanthorpe to Tenterfield home of Peter Allen and his grandfather the saddler.
Tenterfield is another beautiful and historic town, we wandered around it with the aid of the printed guide, checked out the saddlery – that song of Peter Allen’s running through my head all the time.
Oh! such a lot of ancient memorabilia bringing back fond memories of our childhood. I acquired a beautiful little box that tinkled Waltzing Matilda and John wondered if it was the place from which his parents bought him a stock whip in the early fifties.

We drove along roads lined by granite boulders, the area being known as “The Granite Belt”.
We checked out Thunderbolt’s Hideout atop a cavern amidst some huge boulders which he also used as a lookout, for unsuspecting travellers along the road from Warwick’s goldfields..
Then on to the World War II Tank traps, designed as a second line of defence, to be used if the Japanese Army invaded Australia. Posts 8 feet long were set 5 feet into the ground, and if they tried to negogiate; they would expose the bottoms making them vulnerable to waiting troops.

At the now defunct Tenterfield Railway Station, (1988) reborn into a very impressive museum showing examples of various railway stock and a fascinating array of tools and artifacts; we spent several hours there and of course many photos.
Drove also to Mt Mackenzie affording a wide overview of Tenterfield and surrounds.

On another trip we visited Aloomba Lavender Farm, (to my fascination) more acquisitions !
We were told of a fund raising concert on 27th November, featuring James Blundell amongst others. With further discussion we were told we could camp there for 2 nights free, so we bought tickets – more about that later.