Deciding to visit here first, then the Bathurst museum on the way home, we headed north and soon found ourselves driving through a strange landscape of sunburnt grasses covering rolling hills.
Parking the car under the nearest tree to keep the thing out of the sun, we began inspecting the closest rocks. These were human sized boulders (at least, they may have been, they were partially buried), made up of a very hard, grey rock. Though these had mostly plain rock faces (there were a few interesting inclusions), we soon came across a large limestone boulder of a lighter colour. Here, we struck pay dirt.