The long and winding road to Balladonia

Trip Start Apr 13, 2011
Trip End Jul 13, 2011

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Flag of Australia  , Western Australia,
Sunday, April 24, 2011

Another slow start, after I stayed up all night, finally launching "the blog". It was so windy, it seemed crazy not to use my remaining couple of dollars to wash our faithful fleece sleeping bag liners, bought all those years ago when the temperature dropped to zero near Kununurra. They have saved us this trip, as the nights so far have been surprisingly cold, even when the days are nice.

Turns out today was the day I finally got over the black T-shirt as a uniform. In an attempted lunch stop at Caiguna, I was so damn hot I just shed my T-shirt in the car park of the roadhouse and nearly didn't bother throwing on the tank top I’d found in the clothes pile. Don’t get me wrong, this was not about modesty or lack thereof – it had more to do with the speed at which we had to do things here, due to the swarms of flies that were trying desperately to give us a very warm welcome to the area. We ungraciously decided to grab our lunch ingredients and flee the scene, eating on the run in the safety of our own car, after shooing the flies out the windows in handfuls.

No sign of “Ivan” today, and whilst that’s a good thing, it can make you very uneasy about 3pm. Is he ahead of us, or has he already pulled in? Our plan had been to try and get past Belladonia for an easy slide into Norseman tomorrow, but when we started thinking strategically, we realised there was a fair chance that “Ivan” might indeed be at one of the road stops we had in mind. A tempting little bush campsite lured us off the highway, and just as well it did. We had just finished pitching our tent in a hidden little spot well off the road when the heavens opened up and dropped a violent dust and rain storm right over our tent. I would put money on the fact that it missed everyone else in this camping area, it was so localised. It lasted just long enough for Paddy to manage a short rain dance and me to get a couple of photos. No time to even consider changing shutter speeds or anything exciting like that, it was just snap, snap, snap, what the hell happened there? The good news is that it took the flies with it, so we have settled down to an early evening – in the dark as it turns out. We still have no real idea of what the time is here, as we have crossed either one or two time zones, depending on who you talk to.
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