Early start this morning, after a burst water main caused a panic among my grey nomad neighbours at the rest area.
A little ways down the road, the traffic had stopped for no apparent reason. I waited around 10 minutes then as we all moved off again I saw the delay – a herd of cattle being mustered across the road. Most of the jackeroos were still on horseback, too.
Today I finally turned south, the direction of home. The road passed by far-flung outcroppings of the Great Dividing Range – a welcome change from the flat grassland of the outback.
My target for today was the Carnarvon Gorge National Park. I did a 14 km trek through the gorge and some of the side canyons.
After I made it back to the bike, I pushed south as far as Roma, a major regional hub, as I’ll need another new set of tyres for the final leg of the journey.
