Well its been a long time since our last entry. Life seems to get in the way of all good plans. After almost losing Rusty in an accident we have taken stock and decided ‘life is too short’!
Our first trip since the accident was to Broken Hill via Wentworth. The weather was beautiful before we left and a hot spell followed by howling headwinds of course lol. We arrived at Wentworth and scored a lovely spot by the river. The wind dropped and we settled in for a relaxing afternoon watching the pelicans cruising past on the Darling River. Rusty captured a great sunrise shot the next morning.
The next morning we were off to Broken Hill with a terrible headwind. The trip was spent spotting emus, kangaroos and skinks. The dust was blowing across the road making for a very tiring trip. Once in Broken Hill we set up at the Silverland Caravan Park. This is a great spot, quiet, with lovely level concrete slabs for the van and awning area.
The next day we went out to Silverton, the location for quite a few Australian movies including mad Max. Bethany loved the vehicles on display from this movie and the whole town was filled with quirky aussie artwork.
Two semi wild donkeys roam the area and they decided to see if we had anything on offer to eat in the car.
At the edge of Silverton you see the start of the outback, a whole horizon of flat, arid land.
The next couple of days we toured all that Broken Hill has to offer. The Silver Tree and Silver nugget were beautiful. The nugget was smuggled out of the mine by a worker. It weighed 42kg!
We couldn’t go to Broken Hill without visiting the Royal Flying Doctor Service, a free service to all outback people.
Bethany found a very big seat to perch on up at the Miner’s Memorial.
We visited White’s Mineral Art Museum which was amazing. Watching a video of the early days of Broken Hill was an eye opener. We then had a guided tour of how the mine used to work, all recreated in miniature. The artist uses crushed minerals to do all his artwork and it was beautiful.
After Broken Hill we decided to head to South Australia’s Peterborough, a town steeped in railway history. It was freezing cold but we enjoyed a tour of the railway museum there.
A lunch stop on the way home at Waikerie found us at a lovely spot where we could watch the ferry running back and forth across the Murray river. Another couple of vans were spotted waiting to cross.
Heaps more photos were taken but they won’t all fit on here.🙂 All in all a lovely trip. Can’t wait for the next one.