The morning didn’t start off too great when we managed to not put a stabiliser leg up correctly resulting in a very cracked stabiliser leg needing to be removed from the van before we’d even left the campsite *Sigh*.
After fixing our little ‘issue’ and getting on the road, we headed back to the fuel stop in town to fill up and grab another of those ice cold chocolate milks.
It was then onto the Menindee-Wilcannia Rd to start the homeward trek. The track across to Wilcannia was one of the more difficult we encountered, lots of different roads, sandy, loose gravel, corrugated, hard dirt with about 150km taking us nearly 3 hours.
Oh my goodness i love these little guys. We found them hanging out on one of the floodplains by the roadside. Of course they were hanging out where the water was still pooled, which also meant the road had suffered when the rains went through and the road crew had ‘fixed’ the road with a few inches of slippery, boggy sand – not so good for pulling over with a truck and trailer.
After pulling a few U-Turns we managed to find an edge hard enough to pull over on and attempted to get some shots, unfortunately all the little skittish birds scared them off before i get any decent photos.
We arrived into Wilcannia and conducted the always glamorous task of emptying and cleaning the porta-pottie. There are some totally stunning, and absolutely unexpected sandstone buildings. An unexpected spot to put on the “return to” list.
From Wilcannia we were headed for our stop for the night – Cobar. We arrived at Newey Reserve, a gorgeous free camp site right next to the reservoir.