Off to Coffs

Leaving Bryon I feel the best part of my journey is behind me, however I needed to make progress to get back to Sydney before my ticked runs out. Travelling down the pacific highway the scenery is that of rolling hills and at it’s best when bathed in sunlight; however as I progress south and deeper into NSW the weather gradually worsens until darkness finally draws its veil.
Arriving in Coffs at 9o/k I immediately head to the hostel, located 1000 meter from the town centre and a mile from the Harbour. This is definitely not the place for a long stay, so I set about organising my tickout of here.
This is complicated by the lack of on the buses out, however there is a train to Port Macquarie from where I can pick up the bass again. Now the choice a train is forced which is ironic given that would have been my first choice transport.