An attempt to visit every suburb in Sydney.

This is the kind of blog where some guy walks through an industrial area in Southwest Sydney . Moorebank

Moorebank Moore Problems

This is the kind of blog where some guy walks through an industrial area in Southwest Sydney.


When dealing with a suburb like Moorebank, I need to be aware of any Moore puns that I already used back in Moore Park. Thankfully, that post seems pretty bare on lame gags, so let's not waste any Moore time.

Moorebank sits west (and also north) of the entirely forgettable Wattle Grove, my previous suburb. This pedestrian path behind the houses of Wattle Grove was my entry into the suburb.

So what's here? Moore bushland belonging to the army, apparently.

Follow the path to the end, and you get to enjoy a little bit of grunge as you cross under and over this bridge.

This landed me on a long and straight rural-feeling road,

with a nice, wide, footpath by a barb-wired fence.

The fence looks like its just guarding an industrial area, but signs suggest that this is just Moore of the army's stuff.

What can I write about somewhere like Moorebank? It just seems to be a place where you can plant large industrial buildings with huge footprints.

Somewhat ironically for a suburb that nobody is expected to walk through, it does have excellent footpaths.

I reached the end of the road, and turned right, unfortunately having to stick to the big and wide main road due to this suburb's layout.

The industry continues along this thoroughfare too,

only disturbed by a single old heritage house nestled in amongst it all. Interesting.

Continuing on, I crossed over the M5 Motorway,

and past an absolutely immense car sales lot,

Here, I noticed these two low-km examples with only one previous owner - an elderly lady that used the car to drive to church on Sundays. 

As I continued on, I suddenly smelled a delicious aroma in the air which only reminded me of finger buns.

The origin turned out to be this commercial bakery owned by Goodman Fielder (apparently the parent company to brands such as Wonder White and Helgas).

Further up the road, Moorebank split, with my left hand (west) side remaining industrial,

and residential starting up on the right (east).

Check out this one's cactus.

Eventually, the one road I'd been walking on for half of the suburb ended,

leading me to head under this bridge,

and into this highly suspicious looking strip of "nature".

That strip of nature immediately takes you into to the next suburb (as well as an immediate highlight which you'll see in my next post).

Moorebank: I wonder how many security guards watched on me CCTV as I took a photo of the site they're guarding.