This part of the trip, was one of a little bit of nostalgia and history. The plan was to travel Canowindra, better know to the locals as "Canoundra". This is where my brides sister got married.
Then mosey onto Molong, and this part of the trip was all about the bride tracking down all her relos in the cemetery, as her dad came from Molong, and of course all the relos are there, that the bride didn't even know about.
From there it was possibly hit a free camp near Wellington for a couple of days, before moving onto Dubbo. Now here's the story.....................
Back in the late 70's when we (the Bride & I were just starting to play games) we went to her sisters wedding in Canoundra. Being a a city slicker, I was only interested in fast cars and fast women. Going to a one horse country town for a weekend, was unheard of, and would cramp my style. But to cut a long story very short, a great wedding was enjoyed by all. Returning some 30 years later, one can now appreciate the warmth of the country, and what a great little town. To bad one didn't appreciate its beauty way back then.
We didn't stay in Canoundra, opting to move to Molong, as the bride was all fired up to track down all the relos and the history, so our stay there was going to be a bit longer than a pit stop.
We parked just at the top of the main street at Molong, to get some directions to the cemetery...and two hours later, we were part of the community. From the local vet, The yarn store, Mitre 10, to the local cafe, we were welcomed with open arms. Just couldn't believe it.
We went and called into the "Yarn" which is like your tourist info centre, and the ladies there, could not do enough for us. Next thing we were over at the Cobb & Co museum (no camera like a dork!)getting a personal tour and presentation from one of these magnificent ladies. Even I was interested.....well for a short time anyway.
The bride of course struck up a re pore with these ladies, regarding the history she has with the town.........so it was off to find the cemetery. Some of the following pikkies will not be of interest to most, however as the bride is one of five, and of course our own children, may find the photies interesting.
We got to the cemetery, and went on an adventure to find the relos. Of course I got bored within 30 seconds, but the bride wouldn't hear of leaving until she found the relies.....so here they are..........The brides maiden name is Robards...and what a fair maiden she was, eeeeer still is!
All excited the bride just had to go back into town, and see the ladies of the Yarn. As we do carry with us the family tree on her side, and history of the family, which was promptly retrieved from the van. Once outside the Yarn the bride, excitedly ran into the Yarn, to tell the ladies of her discovery.
"Here goes another two hours", I said, more concerned in getting to our next destination at Burrendong Dam........yep another dam. But the bride was out in record time, totally chuffed that the ladies photo copied the family tree, and were interested in her attachment with Molong.
Now isn't that a nice story!
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