Sunday, 12 September 2021

Madura to Rawlinna

 




Arriving at Madura on the Eyre Highway, it was refuel and make the decision of weather to go further south to Esperance or turn and head north again, as we would have enough fuel now to make Kalgoorlie along the TCR line.

As the weather was warming up, coming into summer, we decided to go north while it was still not to hot. As the temps increased we would go south.

Instead of going back up the way we came, we drove up the highway to Cocklebiddy, where there is a road that goes to Haig on the railway line. Filling up with fuel at Cocklebiddy, we were set to go.

Another rocky, slow 110k trip to the rail line. Not that we were complaining, we love the slow desert roads, so much to take in.

First stop was an old decaying sheerer camp with a two stand sheering machine, rusting away in the falling down shed.




An old wood fired stove stood out back, also rusting away.



Around the side of the shed was what looked to be a vesper motor bike, once a proud machine, now doomed to sit and rot into the red earth. Wish we could have fit it on board and rescued it.






Reached Haig the next day and started west. The road now was a stark contrast to the others. A wide, graded road, although with patches of deep bull dust, which when driven through sends up thick clouds of talcum powder dust which blocks out any view of behind. Luckily I had spent some time in SA putting extra dust seals around the camper and at the end of the days driving there was no dust inside.




Rawlinna the next siding on the line, is still a site where railway crews stay sometimes and also every now and then the passenger train stops and passengers alight and have a look around and are treated to champagne and nibbles . We camped at the end of town and were visited by the local horsewho presented her large head at the window just on dusk and scared the life out of Din. Apparently she cons apples and such from campers.  We had no fruit as nowhere had sold any since crossing the border, so the horse left, disgusted.





In the morning, feeling a bit bad, Din left a slice of bread and molasus, hope he found it before the birds, as the horse was nowhere to be seen.

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