SATURDAY 27th August 2016 The day is fine and we are feeling good, why not take the road via Cordilla Downs and then back up to Windorah. The road junction turns us to the South and we glide along a white gravel road./ To the West and later to the East two lakes bask and stretch out lazily in the winter sun. The road gets a bit rougher as we head towards the South Australian border. We cross the border at a small creek crossing with a firm gravel bottom ...

FRIDAY 26 August 2016 By the morning the wind is tired and has slunk off to sleep off the big night out. The wet sand has defeated his efforts at sand transfer for the moment but he will be back to work on his master design. The birds are elusive and so by mid morning we are heading East, listening to some chatter on the radio - some chap has water in his car and is bogged - how we can't imagine - but there you have it. We wade on, we slide around, we bou...

THURSDAY - we camped just East of Eyre Creek In the morning Mal rings Rob at Carroll Springs - Rob confirms that once they start leaking they do not self heal - they only get worse. We decide to play it safe and retreat. We will take it slow. We will monitor the shock closely and see how it goes. We stop and check - no more oil leaking - no heat in the unit. Yes we are taking it slow - does this mean no more oil left to leak out? Reminds one of the old...

WEDNESDAY - from Eyre Creek to 90k West of Birdsville The sky is clear and two ultra-lites fly West just to the South if us. The breeze is fresh and cool from the South West and we decide to give the land a little time to dry out. We open up the windows and doors and get the sense of damp out of Vicki. Mal does some fuel calculations, we seem to have used about 26 litres per 100k on our first day. So if it does not get any worse we should rock into Mount ...

TUESDAY - location just West of Eyre Creek It had rained consistently through the night, outside the sandy plain was a series of small water holes. The sky had plenty of clouds and rain was still a very high possibility. Lets just camp for a day or two and let this sort it's self out. So here we are, Sue is out in her crocks looking for birds while the rain holds off and Mal has the "Flyfree Café" converted into his creative studio. Grey clouds persis...