Lake Gairdner.
Arriving back at Kingoonya we topped up the water tanks and fuel, then
proceeded south to Lake Gairdner and Gawler Ranges.
Having been recently graded, the road was refreshingly smooth compared to
what we had been travelling on.
Along the side of the road were scatterings of wild flowers. Large patches of
Sturts desert pea at fairly close intervals, as well as the now familiar wombat
homes.
First point of interest came to was the old Camel Camp Tank, A water tank
set up with a low roof over it, specifically built to channel rain water into the
tank.
Up a track leading away from the track, which beckoned us to follow it, was a
terrific view of a small lake, hidden behind a hill.
After exploring, as we do, it was back to the main road and onward south.
Next stop, Skull Tank Camp. Another water tank with roof, set beside a dry
salt lake. Found a track heading to the lake and set up for the night.
Kept travelling two days later. Obviously the grader had not long been on this
road, lovely to drive on. Skull tank is at an intersection where you can go
south east or south west, We went south west. Some time later we came to a
gap where the road goes between two small lakes, and on the southern side a
track beckoned us again. At the end of the track was a nice camp spot, so, not
wanting to waste it, we stopped and set up camp. Another couple of days,
spent relaxing and cooking up a roast meal and cake for desert.
While flying the drone for a view of the lake and campsite, it suddenly
wouldn’t respond to my controls. Thinking back, I had not set the home point
properly, that is, where it automatically returns to if signal is lost. Well, I had
lost signal with it and it immediately took off to it’s last known home point
which was some 50 ks north. Luckily there was a tall tree in its path and last I
saw of it, it was scooting behind a stand of trees a long distance away. After a
long and frantic search I found it at the base of said tree. Fortunately only
one prop was damaged and all else was working fine. Tough little bugger.
Note to self, do pre flight checks thoroughly.
Travelling again, we came to Hiltaba Nature Reserve. A former sheep
property, sold to a conservation group and offering camp sites and
SHOWERS. After pulling up at the former homestead and enquiring about a
camp and shower we were directed to a shower block down the road and so
off we went. It was a gas heated shower and Din went in first. After a short
interval she stuck her head out the door and said, no hot water. I went to the
water unit and inspected it, After tapping the bottles and trying to light the
unit, came up with the conclusion it was out of gas. Just then the manager
came walking down and asked if all was OK. Din just looked at him, very
restrained I do say, and I informed him of the problem. After a long attempt
at getting it going he conceded it might be out of gas and invited us up to the
homestead to use that shower.
After a wonderful shower and chat, off we went to Pretty Point campground
for the night.
Refreshed and rested we moved off the next day. About 50k before Wirrulla,
where the road meets the Eyre Highway, you cross the edge of a couple of
lakes, having had good rainfall lately the road was wet and boggy.
We slipped and slid our way for most of that 50k, but finally came out at the small town on the highway. Went to the little shop and celebrated with a pie and ice cream.
No comments:
Post a Comment