OUR WORLD TUESDAY - On the road to . . .

Leaving Port Augusta heading West

you go for miles and miles 

through nothing but miles and miles . . .

of desert country

occasionally to the South

there is a hump

a saline soak

scraggly sheoaks eek out a tenuous existence

in the over 300 miles, there are changes in the terrain

here we are coming into red dune country

low vegetation covers some of the elevated ground

while on the roadside we found a shaggy mane 

of all things, shrivelled but miracle of miracles

here none the less in this inhospitable environment.

after a number of hours of driving

we arrived at, you asked for it,

the town of Andamooka

renowned for it's black opals

and a campfire at the observatory.

But that is another tale . . .

If I can make it next week,

we will finally be in Andamooka.

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