Saturday 22nd & Sunday 23rd
On Saturday we left Cobar and headed towards Wilcannia. Well
that town hasn’t changed since we were there 13 years ago except that maybe the
main corner store is now closed and boarded up. This town has a bad stigma
attached to it (for reasons we all know) and all businesses are closed except
for the service station which has security screens on every window. This time
however we decided to venture off the main road and see what else Wilcannia had
to offer. Recently I read a report that the buildings are quite grand and it
was once a large inland city with paddlesteamers visiting often. I must say
that there were a few grand and well maintained buildings but it was all very
quiet with no-one around. There was always a strange smell in the town too.
Didn’t know what it was but I felt uneasy!
We then started on the Menindee-Wilcannia Road. Before
leaving Cobar we taped up all seals of the van and even the lower vent of the
fridge to stop all that dust getting in. We drove on this road for 160kms and
what a good road it was. The condition it was when we used it D said he would
drive it with a sedan. We were pleasantly surprised as we imagined it would be
challenging. However there had been no rain and the day was perfect. So much
for being near the desert was really
green. You could have been travelling to Bathurst if you didn’t know any
better.
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Menindee-Wilcannia Road
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Upon arriving at Menindee we found a secluded campsite on
the banks of the Darling River. Only disadvantage was it was really dusty – you
felt dirty all the time. Unfortunately
the sealing of the van had not been a complete success. We had a bit of dust
but nothing that couldn’t be fixed.
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On the Banks of the Darling |
My father-in-law tried his luck at fishing along with our
youngest. And guess what – they caught CARP. I even saw later a sign saying “carp
dump point”. Obviously everyone catches too much carp.
We enjoyed a camp oven feast of roast lamb and vegies. And
like all campsites there were millions of stars and no noise.
The next day my father-in-law cooked up a great breakfast.
From there we headed to Broken Hill
The caravan park at Broken Hill is neat and clean however
very pricey. Lots and lots of grey nomads that make it difficult to get powered
sites when needed!!! Thus why the parks can charge high rates.
Our first place to visit was Bell’s Milk bar where everyone
tried a different flavour of shake so everyone could have a taste of something
different. It was very 1950s themed and a very popular tourist attraction.
Once the milkshakes were finished we headed out to Silverton
where the boys visited the Mad Max Museum then back to Broken Hill to visit the Living Desert. It was very busy when we
were there as the sun was beginning to set over the sculptures which added to
the loveliness of them.
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Silverton
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Mad Max's Car |
So tomorrow we finally head to the Flinders Ranges – to whole
reason for this trip. The place we are staying at says that there is mobile
phone coverage in one particular spot of the property. I cannot see myself
standing at that spot with the laptop in my hand adding another entry so I will
catch up once I am on the Yorke Peninsula with lots of mobile service!
Until again…..