SUNDAY Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Bruce, Happy birthday to you!!!!!! Loud cheers. The sun has returned, a raven calls for breakfast and birthday cake and "she sleeps". The day is cool with a breeze and the sky is littered with clouds. We drive just a short distance and we are onto the Strezleki Track - really an extremely well formed oil and gas extraction industry maintained highway. We zoom North towards Moomba. Well signposted roads turn off...

SATURDAY continued We stop for lunch by a small depression which would hold water after rain and here some wild flowers were flourishing in soft crimson and pale green colourings. A very attractive scene. We are bogged at the top of a sand dune. We radio Bruce and Alison and ask where are our friends when we need them. The double back and stop at the bottom of a very steep sand dune that Mal has galloped up, only to get bogged on top when he tries to turn too q...

SATURDAY 13 August 2016 A cloudless sunrise reflected patches of brilliant orange in the still water. We drive out to the lakes. The view to the (I think South) is terrific, the salt lake lies off to the North. We walk down to the lake, the early afternoon is already quite warm. Small birds flit and arid flowers sparkle from the undergrowth. The lake on the side we approach from has a white sandy beach, which would be splendid when the lake is totally full. Now...

THURSDAY We sleep as the rain clears, early in the morning before dawn the rain sprinkles the ground again and then is gone. Mal wakes and calls them on the two way. "Rise and shine campers!" Bruce answers, "Can't you see us?" Mal looks down the road, he follows the snaking tracks that tell the tale of drunkenness and bad driving. At the end is the VW van stopped - bang smack in the middle of the track. The road was way too slippery so they just gave up. We h...

Chapter One - Toowoomba to Eulo 2016 08 08 Monday High Noon - the sun dramatically breaks through a cloud filled sky. The soundtrack for "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly" pumps through my brain. In a grainy black and white photo, Bo and Jeff take our parting photograph, we lumber away to the West. And so all good westerns should start and our movie camera is rolling and we are heading West. We had lunch with Jill in Dalby and then bumped our way down the Mooni...