Our Trip

Day Eight

Day Eight rolled around and the weather

was cooling down rapidly. 

The girls and I pulled out the beanies

and the warmer jackets. 

It was getting harder and harder to move

 away from the campfire each night and 

early in the morning. We would add 'just one more

piece of wood', then maybe 'just another' and so on. 

There had been quite a few dingoes hanging

around the night before so their tracks were in abundance. 

We made sure we didn't leave any rubbish or 

food scraps out to entice them more. 

(I know the tracks below are not 

from dingoes, but I liked them!)

We headed out and arrived at Well 39.

This was a dust bowl and we were glad we 

had been advised not to camp there. 

Well, we began once again to cross the 

numerous sand dunes, and let the tyres down on 

the old girl (cruiser) just that little bit more.

Emilee's ute was kept in 2WD unless absolutely necessary. 

She did have to put it into 4WD for one of them,

as 2WD just didn't cut it. 

We stopped at a rocky outcrop and climbed

up to enjoy the view. It was amazing 360 views.

As we travelled south, mid morning,

we crossed from the Sandy Desert into

the Gibson Desert. 

We stopped for lunch at some caves that

had rock art in them. 

They had a nice view from above them

and a cool interior. 

Our second step tread was now cracked 

and totally loose and rattling, but it held on. 

We came across some more

interesting caves and explored them for a while. 

As we climbed the sand dunes

and crested the top, we came across 

our first caravan of camels. 

I was very excited to see them in the wild 

and they were happy to have their picture 

taken, numerous times, although they were far away. 

As we came up to a sand dune,

as usual, the lead vehicle called out on

the radio that we were headed over,

and low and behold, 3 Japanese tourists

came flat stick over the top and very nearly wiped

our friends out! Not nice, not nice indeed! 

At Well 37 we explored some ruins and 

3 graves of men killed by natives back in 1911.

It was a very interesting site. 

As the end of the day drew near,

we found yet another beautiful campsite

under some she oaks, where we got the billy

boiling and the damper baking. 

And with the stars putting on their

nightly, awesome, majestic, totally mesmerizing,

beautifully intoxicating, sky show,

we settled down for the night,

excited about what the next day's adventures would be. 

To be continued...………..