I left at midday with George, who was driving machinery at the new subdivion at Bedourie, to overnight at Windorah and experience the trip overland. It was all desert..sand, scrub, the occasional rock..flat, dusty and dry.
Colors changed to reds and the occasional mound of sand
Sometimes there was a tree…..it is very dry and very sparse in vegetation.
There were rocks…and a dried river bed….
We are now about 140 kms from Bedourie..and at the first station. The signposts show Cattle Stations not towns. The whole journey of 368 kms had 2 stations only
A public toilet in the middle of no-where…we stopped here for a stretch…the toilet is self sufficiency…and was clean and airy.
George and the vehicle I was driving in. You can see the desert behind..it is all flat, dry and colorless
Red sandhills in the distance break the monotony with a splash of color..
The famous Red Sandhill about 40 kms from Windorah. We did not have time to stop and look as George had another 900 kms to drive to his home.
Yes..when the rains come, this whole area will be flooded. Right now one cannot imagine it even raining here. This is the next Cattle Station and the holding yard was full of cattle.
Cattle cross the road. Just previous to this a cow wandered forlornly looking at her calf recently dead on the road.
We have arrived at Windorah and George left me at the hotel where I was to stay the night.