I wasn’t sure how long I’d be staying in Boulia. I had a few days to spare before Mt Isa. But, as fate would have it, a bit of that time was consumed with the ‘invasion’ by the Shitbox Rally, a ragtag, conga line of 225 noisy, garrulous motors on an odyssey between Melbourne andContinue reading “A Conga Line of Cruisers”
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Naturally in Boulia
Ten days in Birdsville went by quick enough I’d spent the last three nights free camping with the town in sight and now it was time to hit the road again. The goal was Mount Isa, the Shangri-la of shopping in north-west Queensland. My fridge was becoming an echo chamber. The run to Bedourie wasContinue reading “Naturally in Boulia”