Tuesday, July 19

Not too much to report today. Left Camoowheel (after recording the memory with a picture of Mark next to the kangaroo with bull horns) and nearly ran out of gas before reaching a town ( or truck stop) called Barkely Homestead. Now let me tell you it was about 3OO kilometers between gas stations. That should give you an idea of how desolate this place is.

We entered the Northern Territory this morning and quickly noticed 2 things -- the roads got much better (2 lanes) and there was no speed limit. Mind you that doesn't mean much when you're in a Winnebago and you have some precious cargo aboard. We also think we saw a police sting operation against the local hells angels -- even with airplane surveillance. Per Sammy they have a few nasty motorcycle gangs here.

Another 2OO kilometers and we parked at a 4 star camp site in Tenant Creek, a gold mining town of 35OO. Red dirt and lots of flies. Per Sammy this is the land of flies. But the sun is down and the flies have gone somewhere, thank the Lord. And we're drinking some gooooood Australian wine. They,re having Bush Tucker tasting (food tasting) tonight but we chose not to partake because they were serving kangaroo tail.

Instead we had a great dinner grilling our own steaks.

Tomorrow we'll head out and probably stop just short of Alice Springs and camp for one more night before getting back to some sense of civilization (and golf).

Time to put the gilrs down for bed (and drink more wine). Will report more tomorrow.

G'day!

-- Big Daddy
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