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Morning. I would say good morning but we are up late again and driver nazi is a little cranky. We did have a relatively good nights sleep (Damien did anyway and I had sweet dreams on and off of smothering his snoring ass).
Working out that we are definitely on the wrong side of the tracks in Port Augusta (we knew there were tracks because we could hear the freight trains going past through the night. Man they were really really really really really ..................... Long!
However, in true WA style we decide that with a name like Port Augusta there should be more than gappy teeth locals and freight trains - so we are off to investigate.
Well, you will be pleased to know that there is more to Port Augusta - just.
There is a lovely jetty/boardwalk area where a main shopping precinct is with yachts in the water and a lovely little beach. It served its purpose of taking Bailey for a walk, slightly erasing the redneck feel of Port Augusta and as I am a little (a lot) over truck stop food, Woolworths provided me with some fresh produce for nourishment. It is amazing what you crave when it is not readily available (in our case potato salad, pasta salad, tabbouleh??? And double smoked ham!!). Fridge full off we went.
I must mention that the Flinders Ranges are an extremely majestic site from he distance and just get better as you get closer. I am becoming quite the windscreen/window photographer and was happily snapping away when something Damien said actually made me stop and listen! Not only was I going near these great green giants of lusciousness, but I was going to go in, up and over. (ok I just reread that sentence and understand if you would like to take a personal moment coz I think I may need to!!)
Anyhoo, just as we were entering the land of the green giant and marveling in the sheer enormity of the umm hills?? We stumbled across an elderly couple in desperate need of assistance. Apparently they had completely lost their transmission (completely), on a hill, towing a big caravan, on a hill, in the ranges, hmmm even I could see this was NOT good for them. Of course you stop and help, but I saw the f@@k, f@@k......................f@@k fleetingly cross my husbands face because this meant we were going to lose more time. I am giggling as I write this because it was funny - for me!!
Another couple and their mate stopped to help and an hour (yes an hour - giggling again) later we were on our way again. Of course this meant that we were NOT going to do ANY sightseeing today. In all fairness to my wonderful husband, he and the other guy had the situation under control as quick as they could and once we stopped at the next pub and got him a Jim and coke he was back to smiles.
We were traveling along nicely enjoying the scenery (South Australia truly is beautiful) when BANG (actually that is utter b******s coz if you happen to be looking the other way you would miss it) a sign simply states that you are now in New South Wales. No fanfare, no lovely welcome mat, no nothing.
BUT, there is an extreme change in the landscape. Outback NSW is very much like outback WA. You know - dead. The WA > SA > NSW transition reminded me of when I help Damien with his jigsaw puzzles and I just bang pieces together even though they obviously don't go together (truly he loves it when I do this) :-) WA and NSW look dead and SA just sits in the middle all green and lovely with a little smirk on its face !
Destination Broken Hill is within cooee now and after a long drive the entrance to the Broken Hill Tourist Park is a site for this sheilah's sore eyes. Much to my astonishment this park is pure luxury and our budget accommodation ($120) is really nice. I am going to be honest and let you know the rest of this blog will be some time tomorrow as I have been sitting in the car ALL FREAKIN DAY and now I am going to sign off, have a much wanted/needed glass of wine on my little verandah and find somewhere to have a meal a little later on.
Not quite lights out ....... Goodnight but pretty bloody close xx
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Mom Didn't quite understand the bit about Flinders Ranges with Green Giants. Please explain, X