On the way home – fly back to Barbara on Tuesday – missing her laughter again after this brief separation. The roads have become long and very straight and unusually arid dry flatlands and some flood plains. Stopped at a few little towns on the way including the town of Hay where I purchased the makings for a nice dinner. Cruise control is fantastic – put on spotify — relax and enter another world as the Kms click by.
She’s drier than a dead dingos donga out here on the Hay plains and even Santa looks a bit shrunken , dehydrated and possibly stuffed
In the last 100 Kms I slowed for a chat to a touring cyclist to check if he was ok and if he required water. It was a high 31 degrees c and Loather was short of h20. Great to be able to assist a fellow cyclist as I filled up about 5 bottles. He was very happy that I stopped for him – couldn’t thank me enough. With a 70 Litre tank onboard it was no big deal. He has come from Perth And odo is over 4500 km. keen man to be out there in December temps.
An interesting old pioneer God forsaken church in the middle of absolutely nowhere testament to another time and stories now lost.
Destination was this surprising settlement called Balranald – first looked like an Oasis shimmering on the horizon and Oasis is an apt description. The hay plains are a true desert environment but here a rare River makes growing anything possible. A lovely campground and all for a mere $10 for my campsitec
By chance I had a heat gun in my tools so I got rid of OTA — Henrietta approves
Trip complete – back at the Kennedy’s place in Hahndorf. Odo reads 3825 km for this trip. Parking her up now till Barb and I return mid 2015