A lovely dry morning with no dew as we were woken by the sound of a helicopter starting up for the days mustering. We departed Georgetown for Croydon 145kms for breakfast. Roger diligently swept aside at least half a dozen roos, four or five cattle, a huge snake, a goanna and sundry brolgas and eagles from the road. Not to mention the vast amount of road kill, a least one hit not a minute before we rode past it.
Croydon is the end station for the Gulflander which we caught up with at Normanton. The town was full of backpackers who worked for three months and move on to the next job
As we rode on to Karumba Point and we came out of the scrub it reminded me of the Hay plains, grasslands for as far as the eye could see.
As we sat at the local watering hole we watc
Lindsay,
ReplyDeleteKeep the posts coming. Looks like a great start to the ride. Hopefully you have been able to replace the toiletries for the sake of other travellers.
Safe and happy riding (of the bike of course).
Phil
Coles will provide.
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