Birdsville, Queensland
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...