As the afternoon light grew softer on day one of our ride, we looked back from a hill over the Hunter river plane. Brilliant green lucerne fields stood out from the duller brown pastures. A plane was circling, climbing, taking
As the afternoon light grew softer on day one of our ride, we looked back from a hill over the Hunter river plane. Brilliant green lucerne fields stood out from the duller brown pastures. A plane was circling, climbing, taking