Sunday 15 April – 5:12 pm.
Had a beaut day. We’d set up our
avan on Saturday at about 4 pm. Unfortunately we set up camp while the sun was
hidden behind the clouds. When it came out we reckoned we shoulda been several
metres over that way. Too late. Then last night, after we’d had a lovely
Spanish dish (diced spud, onion, peas, chopped up cooked sausage and 4 eggs.
Hhhmmmmm. Lovely. Anyway, after that we joined 2 couples at their campfire.
What a great campfire! As per usual, we scavenged a bunch of wood to help the
worthy cause. The stars were out in full bloom once the flies decided to turn
in for the night. The campfire owners also had 2 dogs who were friendly kinda
fellas. Coffee and port by the fire. Does it get much better than that?
Sorry... no pix.
So today was an avan-free day. We
locked up Matilda, drove to Blinman and then headed on to Mt Chambers Gorge.
We’d covered about 90 km by the time we stopped at the designated “this is as
far as you drive” spot. Saw two beautiful blue flyers (roos) and one owl. Then,
spraying ourselves generously with the fly repellent and having some grapes
before departure, we ventured off into the unknown.
The trail was quite easy to
follow, although I did resort to putting some arrows here and there in the
event that the police or the rescue squad were called in later in the day. We
walked sometimes in the dry creek bed and sometimes beside it. The blue slate
was everywhere and I couldn’t resist picking up some pieces and writing my name
etc on some of the flat palm-sized bits. At times the trail was actually quite
high and required some skill to avoid slipping down the side of the bank into
the dry creek bed. The flies hadn’t realized we’d sprayed ourselves with fly
repellent, which was unfortunate for all concerned, especially us.
Finally we reached the spot where
there was a heap of Aboriginal art on a rock face. Yep, this is where that 14
year old kid told Fay to come. Well, we’re here buddy! Photos. Then we wondered
whether we should go on a bit further... so we did. Meanwhile we’d not seen another
soul for ... well since we arrived at the “this is as far as you drive” spot.
Walking further proved
unsuccessful. Actually we saw 2 roos and 2 small lizards in the gorge. When we
reckoned there was no point in going onward we turned back and headed for the
car. I wonder of my “markers ” would prove helpful as we headed towards the
fly-free zone (the car.)
Uneventful trip back. Fay drove a
fair bit of the way back to Blinman, counting the creeks that we crossed and
also including “floodways”. By the time we reached our camp we’d counted 168!
Lucky there hasn’t been rain for a while eh?
Blinman was an interesting spot.
Not much there. Last time we went into the store, this time to the cafe. Guess
next time we’ll make it to the pub (further along). We ordered coffee and
scones with home-made quandong jam. Very tasty, but the scones had to be the
smallest in captivity. The sort that you can plaster with jam, then load with
cream and still be able to stuff into your mouth in one go.
How's that for a tree? Yeah... guess who took the damn photo??
Parachilna Gorge campsite. Not a lot of company here Al.
As our avan is in a gorge (but
not too low down), we are beside a mountain and thus lose the sun earlier than
other areas. Good choosing! Once the flies depart, we’ll light the campfire
tonight and enjoy our last night in the area between the Southern Flinders
Ranges and the Northern Flinders Ranges. Maybe they might call this the Central
Tomorrow, Monday, we’ll head for
Parachilna, Leigh Creek and Marree (photo of pub included below). Think I checked with the GPS and found it
was 280 km to Marree from here. Too easy. Now, will we need to buy diesel fuel,
and if so, when? We’re under a half at present and we have a spare drum which
holds 10 Litres.
Another night without power,
toilets or water. No phone coverage. No internet. We have extra water and it
looks like a “portable wash” outside the van tonight. There are other campers
not too far away, but I think we’re private enough here. Back to the Sudoku and
the Chardonnay! Reading Richie
Benaud’s Over But Not Out. A good read.
Especially if you like cricket. I’ll check with Fay to find out if the flies
are around or not. I can wait.
Fay reckoned I was depressed! Maybe I was despondent???? Who knows. Better now as we're actually on the bitumen!!!! And we just picked up internet connection here at Marla! Last place before heading to NT.