Camp kitchen to cook the mug muffin and pack up was a bit damp.
The Murrumbidgee and I
The Murrumbidgee
The ‘Bidgee’
Good set of roots
There were trucks over bridge all night.
Camp all but packed up
Departed eventually at about 11ish. A quick tour of town and eventually underway heading for Mungo NP.
The road in was wet in places with water and puddles, some of which washed the car and windscreen with dirty water.
Pulled up at the information bay on way to Mungo.
View of Lake Mungo from the Lookout. Once a huge lake up to 15n deep and an important place for 3 indigenous groups.
Pano view. Looking across towards the Walls of China. A sand aand clay Lunette on the other side of the Lake.
Driving up to the information centre and Mungo Woolshed
Us and the megafauna giant wombat.
The timelines for the 45 000 years of indigenous connection to the land. Each figure = 10 generations.
Giant wombat
An amazing slab of rock - etched and polished.
Old Mungo woodshed.
The Walls of China. A Lunette of sand and clay on the edge of the Lake now eroded by European animals and the winds of time.
Pano of Walls of China.
We’ve had rain and the patterns in the silt were really intriguing.
From the walls of China we headed back towards Info centre. Unfortunately the loop track was closed due to wet conditions.
We turned West towards Pooncarie. Saw quite a few Roos and goats and sheep. Also quite large areas where the trees had been knocked over - we wondered if it is food for stock during drought. Looks terrible.
About 4ish Mary and I started wondering about plans for camp. Milani suggested it was time for cheese and bickies so we started looking. We hoped for something along the Darling River but nothing doing. It was all fenced and behind gates. Mary spotted some possibilities on the Hema Navigator up the road to Broken Hill. We found a great camp on Fisherman’s Creek about 5kms from Pooncarie.
Our first real bush camp of the trip. Thankfully no sign of rain, we’d had sunshine all day.
Milani and Mary collected wood and got a fire going.
The boys on the toilet hole, seat and tent.
Kate has her swag sorted.
Almost roaring.
Moon is up
Camp is sorted
A bridge nearby. Traffic died off during the night b
Fisherman’s Creek just below our camp
And again.
Bickies and cheese and dip followed by a Delicious dinner of Ravioli carbonara with broccoli, a little port and chocolate. Marshmallows for some.
Some issues with headtorches eventually sorted. Dinner dishes and bed. Ready for another day.
Val and I did a night tour out to Mungo last time we were in Broken Hill. Thought you may have camped there and enjoyed the photography of the sunset. Love Kates swag looks cool.
ReplyDeleteIt would be great to be there for sunrise and sunset. Maybe another time. I think Mary and I need to a photography focussed trip.
DeleteMungo is on my list!
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