Boring but true

Hi all, Well cupcake and I are home and what an adventure it was. The moon, stars and all other things finally aligned and we left the farm about 11am on Monday the 18th of March. The plan such as it was, was simple follow the Nav man and get to Alice as quickly as we could. The creek was still high but all went well and we spent the first night just west of Coonabarabran, Cathie & Paul from Tuggerah were at Cobar and Alastair and Karen were some where near the SA border. The next day we set of in total darkness full of enthusiasm for the trip ahead. From Cobar to Broken Hill the road verge was like a zoo, Goats were plentiful. The bird life was impressive as were the few Emus we saw. We arrived in Broken Hill late that afternoon, had a look around took photos of the Indian Pacific  which was at the station. That is one very long train, about the size of Tassie. Cathie and Paul were somewhere in SA and Karen & Alastair were at Coober Pedy. In the main street and over 2 city blocks we counted 13 big hotels, in it's early days it must have been a pretty wild old town. We left early the next morning and set sail in the dark (again). We were not really sure what the time was as we couldn't remember if we had put our watches back or not. We travelled through the ranges and then the road opened out to a beautiful vista of Port Augusta. We turned to the north and the nav man told us we had 1214Klms to go to our next turn. Man this is one big country. Boredom started to set in as nothing really changed over the remainder of the day. Everything we saw was dead, bleached and bloated. A few birds sat in trees deciding which tasty morsel should they try next. A word of warning here, it would appear that cars along this stretch are very unreliable and burst into flames regularly. There was a burnt out shell about every few Klms, we were told by locals that it was about 2 weeks supply. For that entire 1200 k's we saw 5 domestic horses and about 50 head of cattle. Cattle, Kangaroos, emus made up the roadside carnage. As we drove through each cattle property signs told us to watch for wondering stock. Some had just cattle, some had cattle & sheep. One sign had Cattle, Sheep and small girls on it, but alas we saw nothing. The locals it would appear are also bored as we passed a series of trees the first had a bountiful crop of old shoes, the next was filled with old bottles. Then came one with mugs dangling from the branches. The final one I saw must have been just coming into harvest as all it had was one lonely bra. That night Karen & Alastair camped at the venue whilst Cathie, Paul, Cupcake & I had Pizza in Coober Pedy. Cupcake & I spent the night in the underground backpackers hostel. A very interesting experience. The next afternoon we arrived in Alice Springs.
To Be continued if anybody is interested.