The border town of Hebel between Lightning Ridge and Dirranbandi has a nice little caravan park behind the general store , Some people have decided to make a free camp on the river bank across the road from the caravan park , This camp is not in the camps book and the council have installed bollards to kept campers out but the camper cut the bollards out and are back camping there and there are 2 caravan in the caravan park and 9 on the river bank , This camp is on Wikicamps so this could be a trap with Wiki are all camps on Wiki legal and you maybe the one who cops the fine , People on Wiki are say there is no signs to say you can't camp there but also no sign to say you can
I am all for free camping but I think rude to set up camp across the road from a caravan park , This caravan Park fees are $20 power site and $10 unpowered washing machine free , You would think hot shower and free washing machine would be worth $10 a night
I agree with the comments above - lets not be pig headed and expect we can free camp wherever we choose to. And the idea of a 'vanner chopping out bollards is shocking - for goodness sakes !!
But there is one answer to it - the council needs to erect a few sturdy (metal and concreted in) signs about no camping and then visiting those who choose to ignore them. Any of these idiots who are on wiki will soon post on the app moaning about it and people (well, reasonable minded ones, anyway) will stop camping there
Terry - I assume the legal CP is listed on wiki???
Cheers - Bruce
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Yes it is listed and good comments also, Some people think it is there right to do what they like , Make it had for the rest of us , We called into there today on our way from Lightning Ridge to Dirranbandi , We were going to head for Nindigully a free camp but needed o do washing from a caravan park in Dirranbandi for $20 a night powered and free washing machine can't do much better than that
No CP when I first visited Hebel in the 1960s. I seem to recall that the pub was a ramshackle affair perhaps with a rammed earth floor (but I may be mistaken).
We were invited to make up the numbers in a cricket game.
Several players had flown in for the game & parked their planes beside the ground.
At the after game booze up we were invited to shoot on (Old?) Angledool. Lots of great Captain Cookers (big razor backed pigs) there.
Free camp on the Balonne where the bloody dogs went wild at night with pigs wandering thru our camp. We slept in the tray of the ute.
In those days of stubbies littering the roadside in amazing quantities, you just pulled off the road anywhere to throw out the swag. Distances were commonly estimated in the number of stubbies consumed on the drive. eg. A six pack from A to B. When you finished the bottle you would just throw it over the top of the vehicle to the roadside. It was a common sight to see large trucks loaded with bottles recovered from the roadside .. for reuse I suppose. Certainly not as a 'clean up' activity.
All this a far cry from today where if I throw my chewing gum out of the car I am scolded by the Grandkids.
-- Edited by Cupie on Tuesday 26th of May 2015 11:14:00 AM
In those days of stubbies littering the roadside in amazing quantities, you just pulled off the road anywhere to throw out the swag. Distances were commonly estimated in the number of stubbies consumed on the drive. eg. A six pack from A to B. When you finished the bottle you would just throw it over the top of the vehicle to the roadside. It was a common sight to see large trucks loaded with bottles recovered from the roadside .. for reuse I suppose. Certainly not as a 'clean up' activity.
All this a far cry from today where if I throw my chewing gum out of the car I am scolded by the Grandkids.
-- Edited by Cupie on Tuesday 26th of May 2015 11:14:00 AM
You're right Cupie, those were the days....buy a longneck and they'd wrap it in newspaper so you could keep it between your legs as you drove and you always knew you were nearing a town by the increase in bottles by the side of the road. Carry guns no worries. Tourists out west used to freak out when a ute with a rack on the back loaded with roo or pig carcasses went down the street trailing blood. Bunch of girls eh.
