When we left off, we were working our way towards the long drive between SA and WA across the Nullarbor plain. The drive once past Ceduna can be brutally boring at times. You pass the time (watching the fuel tick down, and the kms tick up) but looking for "tourist attractions".
Such as random holes in the ground "caves".
Some of these have "blowholes" which continuously vent cold air year round. A great relief in the summer I am sure.
Other attractions include desolately beautiful coastlines.
This is at a popular surf break. Oz's rules on these signs are interesting. After a single sighting, the signs warning of Saltwater crocs must stay up for something like 50 years.
Watching out for roadkill and road trains is also part of the fun. Along the way we crossed the longest straight. At 90 miles without a single curve, it is the record holder.
Trees covered with items of a random theme adds... variety...
Camping on the edge of the world all by yourself is an experience.
Occasionally stopping by a pink lake is a welcome break.
Sometimes the urge to drive down a dirt track just to see where it leads can be overwhelming.
At the end is often the vestiges of human occupation, left for the wilds to reclaim.
Of course not without the most impotent of us leaving their marks upon it.
The isolation and small communities do weird things to people.
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