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Barrington Tops presents the Aussie bush at its best.
Gloucester is akin to base camp for the World Heritage-listed Barrington Tops. It’s also our first stop on the Legendary Pacific Drive through the Gloucester Shire, where the country meets the coast.

Just three hours’ drive north of Sydney, we arrive at the Barrington Outdoor Adventure Centre where we meet manager Tristan Lever, who will be our guide for the day. Lever, who has tumbled down rivers everywhere from Africa to Scandinavia, is an expert guide. After wriggling into our wetsuits and being fitted with lifesaving vests, we watch a safety DVD, before heading to the crook of the river known as Rocky Crossing.

The backdrop to the river is stunning: with the big bony ridge of the monolithic hills known as The Bucketts – the Aboriginal name is Buchan Buchan – looming in the distance, like a slumbering giant.
If we weren’t bound for the Barrington River, there are countless hidden treasure trails, which trace the area’s history as a gold mining centre, wend their way to waterfalls and pass by panoramic scenery, painted green-to-grey.

Today, we are geared up for a Grade One series of rapids for our guided family tour. After a quick safety talk, in situ, while sitting in our canoes in a calm pool in the river, we start heading downstream.
Lever has become an ornithologist and flora expert by default. He urges us to listen for the rainbow bee-eater’s sweet song, and to try and spot the ugly-as-sin Friar bird which he says “has a face only a mother could love” and sulphur-crested cockatoos, which swoop in and out of the window of blue sky. There are also echidnas, red-neck wallabies, platypus and bandicoots that call the river and forest home.
Lever, who grew up on a dairy farm near Murwillimbah, on another stretch of the Legendary Pacific Coast, is very zen. He calmly talks us through the procedures we watched in the video before nudging us down the river, where the water is moving deceptively fast behind bending reeds.

For starters, it’s a breeze, with the occasional cormorant shattering the glass of the river, and bursting out of the reflection into a cloudless sky. With the sun shining, bright and furious above, we pass through smooth sections of the clear-as-crystal river before braving rapids that are not as scary as their names suggest. We survive Graveyards, known for its cemetery of fallen casuarina trees, curl pass the Rootball Rapid, scene of many a capsizing caper, and tumble through The Shute before arriving at Bradford’s Hole.
As well as the gentle ride we have experienced today, which shows off pockets of pasture, steep-sided valleys and rare dry rainforest, there are many more options on offer for those who want a wilder ride.

“Grade one is for families, the rest of it is mostly grade two but there are grade three rafting options available when the river is up. After grade two you need to know what you are doing in a kayak or canoe, otherwise, if you are in a raft, you can relax and rely on the guide to get you through,” says Lever.
Lever lives at the Steps of Girrba campground, located at the most picturesque section of the river. What he loves about living in the region, he says, is the fact “there is no busy bustle … it’s stress-free and peaceful”.
Despite being just one section of the 930km Pacific Coast corridor, the Bucketts Way is reason enough to veer off the highway.

After enjoying coffee and a cake, we return to Gloucester and check in at 37 Queen Street, a heritage homestead in the centre of the historic village before joining half the town at Bistro 19, Gloucester Country Club. Tomorrow: onward and upward to Krambach and the Kings Creek Retreat in The Manning Valley.
Carla Grossetti was invited to the Barrington Tops and Manning Valley as a guest of the Legendary Pacific Coast.


Just a few hours from the neon of Sydney, and it feels like we’re in the Land That Time Forgot. Being out of range and miles from care is really crucial when it comes to getting a feel for the King’s Creek Retreat.
It’s easy for this place to get under your skin. It’s where seeds are sown, where friendships are formed around the wavering flames of an open fire and where the pine-scented air will beckon long after we’re back on the hamster-wheel of our big-city working lives.
Like the evening before, the morning is spent staring into the fire and patting Frodo, the dog, who pinballs between us, waiting for a pat. When it’s time to say goodbye to owner Carla Hickman and the King’s Creek Retreat, Frodo bounces along in our wake as if to agree with Carla, who says she hopes we will be back soon, loading us up with a carton of farm-fresh chook eggs.

Our next stop on the Legendary Pacific Coast Drive is Honeycomb Valley Farm, run by former hotel manager Andrew Campbell and his wife Anna who tired of living in hotels with their three children and opted for a tree change. They bought the 60-acre farm eight years ago and have since set about a new lifestyle, farming sustainably using the principles of permaculture and using their farm as a working example of how to make a difference. In a world where more people put stuff before simple and modern before mucking in, this is the sort of place to visit if you want to feel hopeful about humanity.

Anna and Andrew are genuine educators. They describe their farm as ‘the little farm with the big picture’. With the gorgeous, gregarious Anna as our guide, we wander through the plant garden, laugh uproariously at the comical newly shorn alpacas, learn useful information about plants and bees, and encourage our two sons to do laps of the Ninja-Warrior-style obstacle course.


Just 15 minutes from Forster Tuncurry, and only a couple of minutes off the Pacific Highway, Honeycomb Valley Farm is the perfect detour if you’re travelling between Sydney and Brisbane. But be warned: the last three WWOOFers (willing workers on organic farms) who arrived for a stint of volunteering, chucked in their jobs as accountants in the UK. A visit to the working farm, which is open from 8.30am to 2.30pm each day, inspires and educates on so many levels: see sun ovens sun-blasting the day’s bread, learn how to use plants for the kitchen or as ‘farmer’ceuticals or plant dyes, insect repellants, beverages or building materials and taste an array of incredible local honey produced on the farm. You also get to eyeball the animals:- from Dorper sheep, to Galloway cattle, strutting alpacas, dairy goats and isa chickens – none of which are destined for the chopping block.

We leave Honeycomb Valley Farm not just with jars of yellowbox honey and goat’s milk soap but with a book penned by motivational speaker and author Anna about sustainability leading to real wealth, called Honeycomb Kids. “We bought this farm for our kids. We want to give them the tools and ideas they need to be contributors and not just consumers. We also want visitors to be suitably inspired to discover the joy of sustainable living,” says Anna, who is a poster girl for positive change.
After a quick stop, at Harrigan’s Irish Pub, in Harrington, where we eat oysters fresh from the leases we are overlooking in the Manning Valley, we detour to the Ramada Resort Diamond Beach, where we check in, to check out. The resort, sitting pretty overlooking Diamond Beach, can be reached via a stunning bush track through Khappinghat Nature Reserve.
It’s also where the region’s tagline, from the country to the coast, comes to life and our Manning Valley visit comes to an end.