On the Friday morning, I squeezed in a round of golf at the local course, which just happened to be right next door to the racecourse. Bloody magpies! The kamikazes of the bird world. No warning, not even a flap of wings. That, and the guy following me around on his V8 ride on mowerContinue reading “Menindee Lakes”
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Broken Hill – A State of Mine
Damn!! Missed the Broken Heel Festival by two weeks. All those double entendres I just can’t use now. Oh well, just have to put THAT frock away till next year(lol). So, what’s left? Broken Hill reminds me of Kalgoorlie, the townscape dominated by a gigantic hole in the ground, tailings piled high against the blueContinue reading “Broken Hill – A State of Mine”
All Downhill From Here
It was hard to let go of my little spot at Panchillna Gorge, not that there was a que of course. But, Monday was going to be stinking hot, with the promise of violent winds and rain later in the afternoon. So on the Sunday morning, got up early to ready the van before theContinue reading “All Downhill From Here”
Bunyeroo and Beyond
Today was the big explore. A loop that would take me halfway back to Wilpena Pound, then a 50klm cross country trek to the Outback Highway and a 20klm run to Parachilna for lunch and (of course) the AFL Grand Final. Then, alcohol intake permitting, an easy run back to the van. The Great WallContinue reading “Bunyeroo and Beyond”
Panachilna Gorge(ous)
Never has a campsite seem to offer so little but give so much. As mentioned last time, it was a case of site unseen and on arrival late morning, there didn’t seem that much to see. A dry river bed snaked its way along the gorge, dirt tracks ran away from the bank and intoContinue reading “Panachilna Gorge(ous)”
R & R (rest & reconaissance)
Before, I staggered back to the van after that swim, I thought I might let the staff know an extra night might be on the cards. The next morning it seemed very prudent. Not that I pulled up lame, but sitting in bed with my toast and tea, I realised that I could spend aContinue reading “R & R (rest & reconaissance)”
Rawnsley Station
I guess everyone has heard of Wilpena Pound. It’s the headline act in the Flinders Ranges Show. The attraction is legendary. A giant meteor collides with the red earth, displacing a billion tons of rock and soil creating a crater 15klms long and 5klms wide. It’s irresistible – but is it true? You know theContinue reading “Rawnsley Station”
Burra
As close to half-way as I could find, Burra could have been just another sign on the highway, a village un-seeable from the road. Only a chance conversation in Mildura sparked my interest. It was late afternoon when I arrived, and after finding a nook on the village common, soon discovered a town frozen inContinue reading “Burra”
Go West
Well, in the middle of all the “excitement” of the last 6 weeks, I neglected to update you on the Jeep and the Jayco. All up, not much change out of $7000. Thankfully most of it was on expected wear and tear. The Jeep chewed through most of that with new rotors and discs andContinue reading “Go West”
To Hell & (almost) Back
Sometimes, stories just have to be told, especially if they’re both tragic and hilarious at the same time. I will resume the eternal road trip reporting next time. This is my white knuckle ride. It was our last morning. I left Tamika at the railway station. She was in tears, I was running on adrenaline.Continue reading “To Hell & (almost) Back”