Monday, 21 September 2026

On the way to Tenterfield, NSW

Some of the towns names the ancestor brought out and named small settlements back in the day and a couple we drove through.  They are Boliva, Bonny Doon, Dundee, Stonehenge, Ben Lomond all within the Tenterfield area.

For those that remember the singer Peter Allen born 1944, died 1992 was born in Tenterfield and wrote the song Tenterfield Traveller as a tribute to his grandfather, George Woolnoough, who worked as a saddler in the country town of Tenterfield in New South Wales.  
Peter was married to Liza Manilli in 1967 (Judy Garland's daughter) divorced 1974. Peter never married again.  Gregory Connell and Peter met in 1973 and Gregory died in 1984, Peter never had another partner.



Nice view of the landscape and a typical farm gate below.



This road used to be the highway years ago.  We pulled off the highway and drove up this old road to take a look.  Below a rest area along the way.



The area around Tenterfield, NSW has the red marks around it.

13 comments:

  1. As always, beautiful photos and very well explained; thanks for showing us your part of the world.
    Have a great week.
    Best regards.

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  2. Zaujal mě Peter Allen, zmátl mě rok narození 1844, tam patří rok 1944 a oženil se s Lizou Minnelli, ale to jsem si dohledala. 😊
    Fotografie mě zaujaly, přece jen to je jiné než u nás a mám otázku: Nikde tam není vidět lidi, to je oblast tak málo osídlená?
    Zvu vás na můj blog, mám článek o orloji, takový nejspíš v Austrálii není (?).
    My máme stále neděli, u vás je už nový týden, tak ať je úspěšný!

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  3. The landscape you’re showing is so beautiful—great photos.
    Congratulations on appearing early and prominently on my reading list. Forty minutes ago has to be a new record for today.

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  4. Interesting information about how small settlements were named in that beautiful corner of the world. I like the photo fo the landscape.
    Have a lovely new week, Margaret.

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  5. I have never been to Tenterfield itself but I still remember the words of Tenterfield Traveller. Peter Allen left a powerful legacy.

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  6. Margaret, what a fascinating post and gorgeous photos! I have learned new things as well!
    Oh, your post did appear in my Blogger news reader...this time! However, just to let you know, Google is still working on it and not all posts are appearing (yet), as I have been reading on other blogs.
    Not sure what will happen with my Monday post which will appear on my blog in over 6 hours from now....let's see what happens in the Blogger news reader. I am still glad I am using an alternative as a backup for following blogs, just in case.
    Thanks again for being here and for all you share, dear friend. I hope you have a lovely week ahead! :)

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  7. Hey Margaret,
    That's a great landscape with a fantastic view.
    So very nice to see all these wonderful pictures.

    Many greetings,
    Marco

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  8. I continue learning about Australian landscapes through your lenses and descriptions, and for that I am grateful. : ))

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  9. Margaret, you always have the best and most interesting posts. You share things that are new to me. Then you show the most beautiful landscapes of Australia. Thank you and have a nice Sunday.

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  10. The kind of country you can come back to when you have travelled the world and got the wanderlust out of your system.

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  11. Great post . . . information and photographs.
    Australia and Tasmania are just so vast!
    Interesting to see the town names and I had to smile at Inglewood because a mile or two from where I live there is an 'Inglewood Close' isn't it amazing how names are shared between continents.

    Have a lovely new week, September is disappearing too quickly!

    All the best Jan

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  12. Once upon a time, I used to scout that region for photography subjects

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