Over the hills and far away...

Morning stop north of Dungog.

The last three days I have been on the now annual, classic Porsche group road trip into northern New South Wales. This is the fourth running of the road trip. I have been on three-missing one in 2017 due to being in hospital . This year the unofficial "club" has expanded to 5- all with very similar early 70's longnose 911s.
The company was, as always, great. The roads were generally superb and so empty. Surely some of the best driving roads in Australia?
All the cars behaved themselves. Mine had a new clutch, new rear shockers and new seat belts for the trip and was going better than it has ever done since I owned it. Thank you Simon and the team at Autowerks.
The weather was not fully cooperative - rain squalls, low cloud and patches of sunshine, particularly over the Great Dividing Range, but we all drove safely and quickly on some very slippery mountain roads and lived to tell the tale and drink some excellent Pinot Noir on the last evening.

Peas out of a pod. Lunch stop Buladelah

Justin, interloper from Victoria.

Following Ash on the road north from Bellingen

Coffee stop at very cold Ebor in the middle of nowhere. L to R Craig,Colin,Justin and Ash.

Having a silver car is not compulsory

Frosty the snowman

My car at home among the gum trees

A great colour choice Justin.

From the front Craig's,Colin's,Justin's, mine and Ash's

A very wet Long Flat at the bottom of the mountain.