We travelled the rest of the way from Boulia to Winton yesterday. The narrow strip of bitumen continued on its way through some of the flattest and driest land I have ever seen. At one time we didn't see another vehicle for 120ks and only saw about a dozen the whole trip of 360ks.
Not to far from Boulia, I finally got my wish to see a herd of camels when we came across a large herd of very good looking camels just crossing the road ahead of us. We saw bolgas and the first emus we have seen since Exmouth and a few more cattle than the previous day.
I was starting to think we must have offended the people we met who had told us about this drive. They had said it was very beautiful, but I was starting to doubt them. About 130ks into the drive low mesa topped hills started to rise off the plain out of the heat haze. When we finally got to them, they were amazing-all the colours you can imagine-white, cream, yellow, orange, red, purple, maroon, black contasting with the red soil and the grey green of the trees.
We drove through about 160ks of these stopping to look and take photos. We had a near death experience doing so when we decided to go to the top of a lookout with the van on. I was driving and asked Russ which side I should head up on the circular track. he suggested the right and when the car stalled 2/3 of the way up, we were in all sorts of bother. We couldn't go up and couldn't roll back around the corner to the bottom and the break was just holding as it was. It looked like we might be stuck there forever (remember our phone doesn't work out there and not many cars passing). And if we weren't there forever because the breaks had failed, we would roll over the edge and the van would crumple like an aluminium can! So we engaged low ratio 4WD and clawed our way to the top. I was so happy with Russell and the car for saving us until he told me we still had to get down! I took photos of the amazing view of the mesa topped hills, but I think my hand was shaking too badly for them to work! I walked to the bottom of the hill and Russell managed to get us down (I walked in case he went over the edge and I'd have to get help). Anyhow we made it with only a good lesson learned-walk to the top of the lookout next time.
About half way from Boulia to Winton we arrived at Middleton Pub. That and a decrepit community hall are all there is to town (population 3 but two were away for the day). You can stand at one town sign and see the other about 200 metres away. We bought diesel, went to the toilet and had lunch there and not a car or truck went by in the whole hour. We were their only customers and had delicious steak sandwiches and chips and enjoyed a good chat with the publican's daughter who was visiting from Ayr.
The beautiful hills finally petered out and we were back in the flat again for the last 60ks into Winton. Winton is a lovely little town of about 1200 people-but obviously supplying a large area as well. I can't get over just how many shops and services there are compared to poor old Hall's Creek in WA with the same (mostly aboriginal) population! The town has very few new homes, so is full of beautiful old corrugated iron and weatherboard homes-many of them Queenslanders on the stilts with shutters on the verandas-really lovely.
The caravan park is nice-our site is shaded and not too far from the pool. The park puts on a roast meal every night so we might go along for one tonight. Tomorrow we are off out to Lark Hill conservation park to check out the dinosaur foot prints!
I took heaps of photos of our trip yesterday, but when I went to download them, the camera had had a malfunction and I couldn't do it. That's the third time in 5 years it's done it and it nearly made me cry to think of a whole beautiful (and at times scary) day lost!
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