Well it’s been a couple of days so thought I would update you all on our WALKABOUT adventures.
So last time we had just arrived in Broken Hill. Once in town we found a quick feed and resupply of food and then made our way to Penrose park, the caravan park/ old picnic park at Silverton. After we checked in we made a straight line for the shower block and our first proper shower in days. After that we headed to the best place in town, the pub. Here we got to see the publican teach a couple of pommy ladies why you never except a challenge from an outback bar maid. I won’t go into detail but let’s just say when you are told to look one way and put a funnel down the front of your pants expect to walk out with a cold wet crotch lol. After everyone had stopped laughing themselves silly at the pommy ladies expense we made our way to the beer garden to enjoy a few quiet ales and a pub meal ( I could say the meal was nice but……) we finally headed back to camp and on the way bumped into one of the locals wondering the streets of Silverton that made a bit of an Arse of himself ( yes the donkey 😉 ). Once back at camp we started the fire and continued to enjoy the night with a few more cold ones before hitting the swags.
The next morning we hit the road and after a quick refuel headed for Cameron Corner, about 500km north. A few hours later and about 330km of combined tar and dirt rd we arrived at Tibooburra. Here we stopped for lunch at a upturned 12 oar boat on poles that is a monument to the Charles Sturt expedition. I don’t blame them for ditching the boat around here and am amazed they made it as far as they did. We then continued to the corner dodging the sheep, cattle, roos, goats, emus, wedge tail eagles and lizards.
Once at the corner and after the obligatory stops for photos we made our way into the corner store and proceeded to have a couple of cold ones with the 1 local and the husband and wife behind the bar. Soon we were joined by a couple more and then a couple more who seemed to be the owners. And wouldn’t you know it at a bar in the middle of nowhere with 8 people in it 4 of use were from Tassie, the 2 owners from Wynyard (west coast) another bloke from Woodbridge (south of Hobart) and of course yours truly from Hobart. As sunset wasn’t far off we made our way the couple of hundred meters to our campsite and rolled out the swags and light the fire and in no time had the T bones cooking over the fire as we watched the sunset with our feet up and beer in hand. With the warm weather I kicked back the top of the swag and enjoyed going to sleep while watching the amazingly clear nights sky. In the morning it was back on the road and the drive back to broken hill. Once back in broken hill Mark made the decision to head back to the big smoke of Sydney with a gearbox that had started making a noise in Melbourne in 2nd gear now getting noisier in every gear but 5th. So after a quick goodbye and a shuffle of a few things between vehicles I have made my way back to Penrose park for the night to contemplate where to head now as I was planing on heading down the border track but without a second car it’s probably not the best way back. So stay tuned to see where I end up next 😉
On the road with WALKABOUT 