Middle of nowhere
Trip Start Mar 14, 2006
241Trip End Mar 15, 2007
All along the Indian Pacific route, we kept an eye out for a sighting of the magnificent Australian wedge tailed eagle, the symbol of this great train
The trip was punctuated by lovely sleeps in my little trundle bed. Mostly this was a trip of almost 3 days where I simply kicked back and watched the land roll by. Breakfasts, lunches and dinners were adequate and so was the beer. I retain impressions of red, red earth, rocks of varying sizes, grey, green bushes and plant life, arid, occasional trees, occasional farm trucks, kangaroos, emu - even saw a camel near a station called Forrest - not a lot out there, blue, blue sky, hot, barren yet beautiful landscape.
To sleep one simply pulled the bed down from the wall and locked it in to the opposite seat. It was very narrow but quite adequate. Wash basin also flipped out of the wall and could be used other than when one was in the station "Passengers will please refrain, etc"
The first night one of the passengers became ill and they had to call in the flying doctor plane to take her off at a little station called Rawlinna. While they were doing that the crew came through the plane on a good will mission and on introducing myself to one, he noted my RFDS t shirt and we had photos taken of us. What a hit.
Day two we stopped at a place which bills itself as "the middle of nowhere", a place called Cook, where we got out in the incredible heat to stretch our legs. Has, I think 4 population and runs a souvenir shop with rather tacky stuff in it. "Any arsehole that steals from this camp will be gut shot and left for the eagles to feed on", a large rock outside two small buildings which has painted on it "Cook Jail House Rock" and things like that.