Firstly, we had always thought
that the distances were too great. However, we have discovered that with good
roads, a speed limit of 110kms, virtually no traffic and tag team driving the
distance is not an issue at all… especially when you have the luxury of a
one-way journey.
Secondly, we don’t have a
caravan. Not a problem… there is plenty of reasonably priced accommodation available
and the “I’m too young to be a
grey nomad” excuse is no longer valid.
Thirdly, we thought it
would be terribly hot but… so far so good…today was 34 degrees and with low
humidity we have hardly raised a sweat.
Fourthly, we expected the scenery to be monotonous. Well yes, the area around Coober Pedy is rather barren but during our journey today we found that the scenery changes are regular, unexpected and often breathtaking. Today we passed huge salt lakes, spiraling willy-willys, significant areas of scrubby woodland, a wonderful diversity of arid land trees and stunning barren mesas (ie flat top mountains). The huge 60 wheel road trains are impressive as is the sight of a wedge-tailed eagle feasting on road kill.
Fifthly, we expected the
road would be flat and straight. While there are some flat, straight bits there
are many hills and ranges and quite a few roads that meander like rivers rather
than runways. Having said that, there is a runway too. The Royal Flying Doctors
actually have an emergency runway on the Stuart Highway. Amazing! Not sure who
has the right of way!
Finally, we wondered
whether our music collection might get a little repetitive, so we set ourselves
the challenge of listening to every album alphabetically in our digital
collection. After 2000 kms we are still in the ‘B’s – deeply stuck, but thoroughly
enjoying the ‘Best of…’ section.
And then there is Coober
Pedy- a strange barren, broken, bizarre and buried town. Most of the buildings
including our motel and the local Anglican Church are all built underground.
Its cooler, its cheaper and it fills up the space left after you mine the hill
looking for opals. While people live underground the surface, for some reason
is littered with the rusting
corpses of trucks, cars, machinery and a even space ship.
So we apologise to inland
Australia for ignoring you for so long – and we thank you for making us feel so
welcome!
Enjoying your blog and 're living memories of trips I did out there as a teenager. I am waiting for you to mention the early morning smell freshly baked bread from small country bakeries. You may not get to Neil youngs harvest which I am enjoying tonight
ReplyDeleteTo be honest we've had trouble finding bakeries- they all seem to be closed for the summer or permanently. Hope you enjoyed Neil.
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