Severn River (New South Wales)

The Severn River (NSW)* is a river in the north of New South Wales, Australia. It rises on the Northern Tablelands, New South Wales just north of Glen Innes and is wholly in NSW. It flows north-west to the Pindari Dam which is located on it south-east of Ashford through Kwaimbal National Park and then into Macintyre River.

Its tributaries include Beardy Waters and the Wellingrove Creek.

Excellent fishing can be found all the way along this river. The Severn River is regularly stocked with native fingerlings, Murray Cod and Golden Perch.

A rare plant, the Severn River heath-myrtle is restricted to the Severn River Nature Reserve and an adjacent property, about 60 kilometres north-west of Glen Innes on the Northern Tablelands.

The Severn River Rail Bridge on the now disused Main North Railway Line, six kilometres west-south-west of Dundee has been placed on the Register of the National Estate. This bridge consists of a series of timber trusses completed in 1886 and is long, with fifteen spans totalling 159 metres. When completed it was the longest timber truss bridge in Australia.

  • There is another Severn River, located in Queensland and is about 60 kilometres north of this Severn River. Its waters also flow to the Macintyre River via the Dumaresq River.

The double naming is attributed to early explorers of the region.

Famous quotes containing the words severn, river and/or south:

    Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,
    The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874–1936)

    I am advised that there is an unexpended balance of about $45,000 of the fund appropriated for the relief of the sufferers by flood upon the Mississippi River and its tributaries, and I recommend that authority be given to use this fund to meet the most urgent necessities of the poorer people in Oklahoma.
    Benjamin Harrison (1833–1901)

    In the far South the sun of autumn is passing
    Like Walt Whitman walking along a ruddy shore.
    He is singing and chanting the things that are part of him,
    The worlds that were and will be, death and day.
    Nothing is final, he chants. No man shall see the end.
    His beard is of fire and his staff is a leaping flame.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)