This is likely to be the Brisbane Botanical Gardens.
Lindsay and mum in the gardens. The position of my left hand, especially holding whatever that is, is somewhat unfortunate.
An unusual plant - it's almost just 2 dimensional.
I guess this is where concerts are held. Or, at least, afternoon performances for visitors to the Gardens.
Another view of the aquatic section of Brisbane Botanical Gardens. It's not obvious from current maps what the building behind is. It could be The Queensland Club, or even a pub.
The Bellevue Hotel or at least that's what appears on the sign on the front of the building. A very Queensland style of building, to handle the summer heat.
The breakwaters mark the mouth of the Clarence River, the major river on the NSW north coast.
There's a small (in the image) fishing boat headed out through the mouth of the Clarence River between the breakwaters.
Looking a little inland from the same location as the above photo. There seems to be a considerable amount of human interference to the natural course of the river's flow.
I think the building on the hill top is The Pacific Hotel though recent photos show the building has changed a little, removing (or extending) the construction on the left hand end. It must have still been cold, as there's nobody on the beach!
This is the motel where we stayed - I think called "Surf Motel". There is now a Best Western at Number2 Queen Street; it doesn't look anything like this building! The structure in front is the war memorial.
Heading now towards Grafton upstream on the Clarence River. That's the river in this photo. I think we must have been on a backroad here, as I remember stopping, and then getting the next photo somewhat by chance.
While taking the above photo, we could hear a tree being cut down. And Dad managed to snap it during its descent.
The Clarence Valley (at least in 1963) was a significant grower of sugar cane. I assume it still is, as I remember passing at least one sugar mill in 2010. This house along the way had probably recently been flooded, as indicated by the muddy field. But the house looks as though it could do with a fair bit of TLC!
We reached Grafton, which is actually across the Clarence River from the main highway south. The clock tower is quite a piece of work, and not uncommon in country towns. The building to the immediate right of the tower looks like a pub - likely either the Commercial or Royal.
Grafton is famous for its jacarandas. Which these are. Around November I would expect them to be a mass of purple flowers (possibly earlier for them).
As mentioned before, Grafton had floods a little before we arrived. This is one of the consequences - the pontoon being pushed up onto the fence along the river bank. There's also a great deal of mud along the walkway!
Kempsey was the night's destination, and this is where we stayed - the Stardust Motel. It was quite new, and somewhat out in the country. And it was the first time I had seen bathroom basins where the plug was controlled from a knob on the taps! Woohoo! It's still there, though I believe the motel has changed its name. The original name is retained in its restaurant. It was far and away the nicest motel on the north coast, and very tastefully decorated.
The view out the front door of our room - the front door did not face into the middle with the pool, but rather outwards looking to where the car was parked. It was very quiet at night.
Onwards