We turned south, the road to Urandangi was dirt but looked freshly graded. Green vegetation suggested a good wet season and the skies were holding patches of grey, rain filled clouds. After a few hours, an inviting creek turned up and being late, we climbed onto a high spot and set up camp. The creek was dry but the trees provided shade and it was a pleasant camp.
Morning saw us back on the road and at Urandangi, a small, collection of houses and a pub. The following video is a tour of town.
After a beer at the pub, sitting on the verandah, a rain storm came over dumping a lot of water on us. We were going to camp up at the pub for the night but the publican said a big rain band was moving towards town and we might be stuck for some time if it hit, so with that, we decided to keep moving. Topping up fuel, luckily Ned only needed a bit as diesel was $3.00 per liter, we hit the road. A couple of hours later we were on the bitumen and on our way to Boulia.
Managing to stay ahead of the rain, two days later the town of Boulia appeared in front of us. Finding a secluded spot on the river we camped up for the next couple of days.
It was time to move on so a few essentials from the shop and a full tank of fuel we hit the Boulia winton road. This road we have done many times but never had we seen it so green. For a while we thought we were back travelling through Austria or Switzerland. Brown water filled creeks and holes where everywhere. This road never dissapoints with a wonderful array of sights, from the endless plains stretching to the horizon, made more spectacular by the,now, blinding green colour, then, cone shaped and ruggard faced measers appear in the distance. When you draw closer, the landscape transforms into a scene from a dinosaur age. Spectacular land forms, some with shrubs and trees dotting their surface surround you. These sights never fail to amaze us.
Middleton is about half way to Winton, all it is, is a pub in the middle of nowhere. Middleton pub has been in continuous operation for over 130 years. An old cob and co coach stands defying the weather outside the building. This was our camp for the night. As always we had a drink at the bar and ordered a meal to support the pub.
Next day we called into a shack five ks from Middleton, this was built as a set for a movie shot here called Goldstone. The shack was looking a bit forlorn, some of the roof being ripped off by the sometimes ferocious winds here.
With more great scenery to come we were off to enjoy our journey to Winton.
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