3rd - 6th October. Byron Bay. -Prolonged interlude. Mit chips. This wasn’t the plan. Not at all. The plan was to spend a solitary night in Byron due to the ridiculous rubbishness of Greyhound in NSW and then move onto Coff’s harbour a few hours south for a couple of nights before our next WWOOF host. However this was not to be, a number of complicating factors (not least the chocking price of additional Greyhound journeys – fifty bucks for an hours journe...

September 13 - 16th. Byron Bay. - Chips and bongos by the sea. We arrived in Byron bay in the late afternoon via a children-packed school bus from Mullumbimby. Byron is a fairly alternative/hippy place (be it slightly watered down to made it more palatable to tourists) and the same was true of our hostel, the arts factory. A big, rather industrial, place it never-the-less succeded in having more character than your standard hostel (certainly a load more than an...