I am hoping for a swim in the pool at the Albert Park Motor Lodge, but there is a southwesterly blowing both when we arrive in the evening and in the morning, and it just isn’t warm enough. We enjoy the space in our room until just after 9am, when we head to the Australian Stockman’s Hall of Fame to sort out an invoice for an earlier delivery of books by Mike D. We get that solved quite easily (they couldn’t make out the bank details on Mike’s handwritten invoice), but we can’t actually work out where they have their copies – no sign of them in the bookshop. Possibly they’ve sold out already? We leave an order form in case.
On the road we head to Barcaldine, where we refuel, then down to Blackall where we stop for lunch, then on toward Charleville. After driving through endless bare, dry paddocks with no trees the previous day, it is nice to see paddocks apparently being re-aforested, and to get back into country with trees. Past Augathella and we head off the highway on to a side- track, then off-road for another bush camp. Yet another clear night – I will really miss the stars when we get back to the big smoke.
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