Sad to leave our friends at Oolloo. We had so many laughs but also learnt so much about the outback stations, their good times and bad times. The harshness, the success, the cyclones, the crop failures and also the close knit relationships that are formed in the outback.
Up early to a beautiful sunrise. No dingoes last night but they would have been around. You don’t leave any scraps of food around as by daylight it is all gone.
We left around 9.00 a.m. and the 50 km dirt road was just as dusty. We stopped on the bitumen to remove the masking tape covering every possible red dust entry. Calinda is a sorry sight.
Called in to Barrow Creek for a coffee break. Not a good idea. The locals, we think, even own the pub. 11.00 am and the carpark was full of old bombs, no back windows, 10 to vehicle. Don’t know where they came from, but, would recommend continuing on through along the Stuart Hwy at 130 kmh.
Arrived at the destination, the Devil’s Marbles Conservation Park, around 1.00pm and already there were some 20 or so rigs set up for the night.
Amazing what we have in the outback. The rock formations were heaped one on one, some balancing, but looking ready to topple at any time. Been like that for millions of years. Some fools climbed to the top of the biggest rocks where the signs are very clear “climbing prohibited”
More and more vans and self drives arrived and by sunset the place was full. An honour system. $3.30 ea per person. Yes, we paid it Rod.
Using the gas operation of the fridge for first time. Chris from Oolloo was familiar with operating gas on vans so we were well versed on the start up procedure.
The sunset was beautiful over the Marbles. |
| Sunrise at Oolloo before moving on. |
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| Leaving Oolloo with 40kms dirt road ahead. |
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| On arrival at Devils Marbles |
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| Many different rock formations. |
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| Wendy particularly liked this one. |
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| Some history. |
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| Aboriginal dreamtime. |
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| Sunset at the Marbles. |
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