From Port Augusta to Wilpena in the Flinders Ranges, a stunning place. We climbed a mountain & had a good look around the ranges by car. Today we separated from Greg & Wendy to head home by the shortest possible route for medical reasons. As we passed through Ororoo we came across Wendy & Greg who popped out of a street in front of us, only to have the suspension on one of the caravan wheels fail, resulting in clouds of blue smoke a few seconds later. I was able to let them know by radio. We left them waiting for a mechanic & continued on to Broken Hill free camp, only to have G & W roll up soon after, having changed their plans due to weather. So we are in the same camp again tonight.. I don't think I will be doing another blog entry before arriving home, but I,m not sure.
Heading out of Port Augusta with clouds hanging around the Flinders ranges.
Rail bridge for the steam train from Quorn to Port Augusta.
Quorn
Quorn.
Quorn.
We had morning tea here & I did have a Quandong pie.
Wilpena caravan park.
A local resident.
And another.
Our homes.
Pano, the start of the climb up Mt Ohlsson.
Looking back over the van park from the climb.
Looking up to the top of the mountain we are climbing.
A view out over the ranges.
Pano, looking down into Wilpena Pound from the mountain top.
Wilpena Pound.
The top of Mt Ohlsson, a fairly hard climb for someone with a recently broken foot.
As above.
As above.
As above.
As above.
Pano, as above.
Heading back down
Further down.
It was cold in the mornings, thats ice at 8.30 am.
One of the overnight huts on one of the long walking trails.
Flinders ranges.
Pano.
Road tour.
This guy had an orange tinged tail with black stripes.
Pano, Yvonne at the bottom of some big rocks.
Yvonne likes to see emus.
We drove into a dust storm on the way to Broken Hill, it lasted for about 100 klm.
Sunset at our free camp at Broken Hill.
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