Camerons Point - The Last Camp For 2025

With no chance of getting leave over the Christmas break, public holidays aside, I just barely managed to squeeze in a one-nighter at a place I have been driving past for 35 years but never found the time to explore. Well, having just spent Christmas Day and Boxing Day stuffing my face with food and drink, it was time to hit the road and visit the Gardens Of Stone National Park in the Central West of New South Wales.

Camerons Point is a rocky flat that looks out over Wolgan Valley. It is quite small, and if one is not careful, it would be easy to walk off the cliff, with a 40-50 metre drop to the bottom. There is a rocky outcrop to the right with a large fracture. It has probably been this way for hundreds of thousands of years and may last this length of time again before it breaks off and rolls down into the canyon below. That said, I decided to remain on the 'mainland' and gain the benefit of reassurance.


After arriving, I got the drone out and started taking some photos, some of which are below, and then I popped the rooftop tent and settled in. The Christmas period was quite mild, where I live in Sydney, though the 27th was a bit warmer but still liveable. Climate change be damned. I do not remember the last time Christmas Day was in excess of 30°C. It'd be six years I reckon and this year gave us the mildest day in that period of time. Anyway, back to the camp!

The afternoon was quiet and still, with an occasional breeze passing by. A couple of hours went by and I kept drifting off to sleep without a care in the world. That was until some tourists showed up, one group after the other, wanting to drive right into my camp and make as much noise as possible. One couple came and went and it's hard to believe but I did have to offer them some advice on the risk of getting too close to the edge of the rocks. It mattered little to them that if they fell I would be spending part of my own holiday watching it happen and then not being able to do anything to assist them. They then left and ten minutes later three other vehicles arrived with a bunch of adolescent buffoons on board. Loud, raucous and care-free, just like many from that age group these days and again, seemingly unaware that they'd driven into my camp and breaching my fucking peace.


It is hard to imagine that there are so many inconsiderate pricks in the world today and the ones that come my way are just lucky that I have a high pain threshold when it comes to tolerating this bullshit. I don't mind sharing the space - it is Crown land after all. It is the way others intrude that tends to bother me. The night was finally spoilt when two others rocked up in a station wagon and decided to drive between my location and the cliff and set up camp there. These two were foreigners (Dutchmen I think) and they didn't even bother asking if I minded if they obstruct my view - a good example of typical European stubbornness if ever there was one. I'll give them this, they were fairly quiet and otherwise unintrusive but parking right in front of my camp was just bloody rude. They slept in the back of their wagon, which wasn't exactly roomy. I hope they had a lousy sleep.


As night fell, I decided to set up my camp kitchen on the left side of my truck, giving me a bit of privacy to go about my business without those two monitoring the situation or wanting to come over and give me the shits. I cooked and ate tea, did the washing up and settled in to the tent for the evening, watching Youtube mainly. The Starlink performed flawlessly in its new low profile bracket.


The following morning, I rose at 06:30 and made as much noise as possible whilst cooking my breakfast. Let's just say that I didn't care who else I woke up whilst I was going about that chore. The usual fare was on offer - cereal with chocolate milk and toast with Vegemite, washed down with a glass of orange juice. Once the camp kitchen was tidied up and put away it was time to fold down the tent and break camp. It was a quick one but the time spent out of the big smoke was still worth it.

Here's to 2026 and more camps. My first for the year will hopefully be in February, after I get the ute serviced. I also want to get the timing belt replaced as I do not know how old it is and would prefer to replace it before it breaks.

Written at 14:23 on 10 January 2026 by Brad.

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