dougman1
Part of the furniture
The plan was a fairly simple one. Ride to Brisbane, (from Melbourne) pick up a couple of mates, head off on a jaunt that would take us to Adels Grove 90 kms from Gregory in the north west of Queensland, then head down to Boulia and across the Plenty Highway to Alice Springs.
Checking out Uluru and surrounds, and potentially heading across the Great Central Road to Perth. Or taking the Southern Route through Oodnadatta track and down to Flinders Ranges and the Eyre Peninsula.
The latter was chosen as our route, due to a few set backs and hold ups along the way.
Anyway, it was a cracker of a trip. And there’s still a shipload of OZ to see.
So here begins a Pictograph of my journey.
1st stop on my way North. Tocumwal. After the Cafe nearly cleaned out the funds for the trip, I set off for Parkes NSW. The first of many nights on the road.
It was slightly warmer than Melbourne, so I walked up to the nearest Restaurant.
Elvis wasn’t around, but I had a great feed and was in bed early for another few hundred km’s the following day.
The next night was at Warialda.
A nice van Park, with cabins too. It was hot during the day but very cool at night. I stayed in a cabin, wandered into town for a feed at the Pub.
They take their Pastures very seriously in these parts.
I was more interested in finding the Saloon, which being a Sunday I wondered if it would be open. And it was. A feast fit for a weary traveller was procured and I tottered back to the accom.
Checking out Uluru and surrounds, and potentially heading across the Great Central Road to Perth. Or taking the Southern Route through Oodnadatta track and down to Flinders Ranges and the Eyre Peninsula.
The latter was chosen as our route, due to a few set backs and hold ups along the way.
Anyway, it was a cracker of a trip. And there’s still a shipload of OZ to see.
So here begins a Pictograph of my journey.
1st stop on my way North. Tocumwal. After the Cafe nearly cleaned out the funds for the trip, I set off for Parkes NSW. The first of many nights on the road.
It was slightly warmer than Melbourne, so I walked up to the nearest Restaurant.
Elvis wasn’t around, but I had a great feed and was in bed early for another few hundred km’s the following day.
The next night was at Warialda.
A nice van Park, with cabins too. It was hot during the day but very cool at night. I stayed in a cabin, wandered into town for a feed at the Pub.
They take their Pastures very seriously in these parts.
I was more interested in finding the Saloon, which being a Sunday I wondered if it would be open. And it was. A feast fit for a weary traveller was procured and I tottered back to the accom.
