An attempt to visit every suburb in Sydney.

Hello. We finally reach the final of the equal fifth suburbs that folks wanted me to visit . Of all the ones so far, this is definitely the ...

Cheeky Bushwalk: Bangor (3rd Anniversary Special)

Hello. We finally reach the final of the equal fifth suburbs that folks wanted me to visit. Of all the ones so far, this is definitely the most obscure. Here's Sutherland Shire's own 


When I asked you where to go, I also had a text box where people could comment on what I should see or do while there. For Bangor, someone suggested a "cheeky bushwalk", which makes sense once you look at this suburb over satellite. 

It's very bushy.

Anyway, after pooping myself out at Oatley (my readers' fifth favourite suburb, you know), I did one extra bonus suburb (for another month), caught the train to Sutherland and finally grabbed a bus over to this road - the Bangor Bypass. 

Despite the road's instruction, this is where I was able to start Bangoring it up, 

by bypassing the bypass and heading into a residential pocket of this suburb. 

Unsurprisingly, here I found some fairly modern suburbia on green streets. 

As a faithful servant to my readers, I was a man on a mission, immediately making my way past the totally-fine suburbia, 

and locating a sufficiently cheeky bushwalk.

Now technically this is a firetrail, but I figure if I'm walking in the bush it counts as a bushwalk. 

This walk started me off with an easy sandy trail, close enough that I could see the backs of people's houses to my right, 

and a bit of a valley with some further away houses over to my left.  

Places like this are part of what makes Sydney so great. Without leaving suburbia, 

you can be all by yourself, 

in relatively undisturbed bushland.

You've got creeks, 


plenty of trees, 

and even the world's lamest waterfall - all ready for you. 

And while a suburban walk like this may not be as epic as the Grand Canyon, the Inca Trail or even Kakadu, it's not a terrible second prize while we wait for the more exotic options to be practical once more. 

After an easy stroll through the woods, the same terrible thing happened that always happens on bushwalks. 

The trail decided it needs to start going uphill. 

Now, this doesn't seem that steep, 

but it was steep enough to hurt - especially considering this wasn't my first suburb of the day. 

At least I made a friend up here. 

I continued my attempt at Mount Bangor, 

eventually making it to the other side.

From here I was able to make it back to relative civilisation (this is still The Shire, after all). 

Similar to suburban Bangor pre-bushwalk, post bushwalk Bangor was more of the late twentieth-century brand of suburbia,

with large brick houses, 

well-treed streets, 

and generous plots of land. 

The kind of suburbia nobody walks in (with the exception of middle-class recreational suburban jogs or dog-walks). 

The kind of suburbia that is quite nice, 

albeit a bit boring,

where all the brick houses have perfectly trimmed lawns, 

and hedges that look like The Simpsons' Patty and Selma. 

Since leaving the bushwalk, I'd pretty much been following a single road downhill through the suburb, 

which led me back to the Bangor Bypass. 

It was at this spot that I could catch a bus out of here,

in front of an old-school shopping centre sign, where they have to tell you every store that exists in a place. 

Bangor: Perfectly lovely, apart from the vertical bits of trail. 


  1. Hey, I grew up around those parts! Nice write up of the area, although point of order - you did bypass the Bypass entirely; that's Menai Road. The actual Bangor Bypass is south of there and has no pedestrian access.