With the sun shining through the car window and the heater on, it didn't take me long to nod off - I was resting my eyes! We stopped at a park just out of Port Augusta for lunch. Egg and lettuce sandwiches with no mayo (it was in the car fridge and too difficult to get to but that meant no curry so maybe the after effects won't be too disgusting!
Sighted a few groups of emus (must check out the collective noun; I quite like an elegance of emus or a strut of emus) and several dead cattle on the roadside with the ever-present and opportunistic murder of crows.
We were reminded of the flatness of the landscape as drove along the bitumen listening to Carol Whitelock and Peter Goers on 891. Our new radio antenna is living up to expectations - no static, no dropping out and no weird whistling noises. It does look a bit weird on the front of the car - a bit like a flexible fishing rod but it works.
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| Woomera Theatre |
Caravan park at Woomera is OK. Clean amenities and only $25/night. We did the tourist drive and came across an area that displays a variety of rockets harking back to 60s. Even though they are linked to weapons of war, the science absolutely amazes me; these relatively small arrows hurtling through space at great speeds transmitting data. Probably not 'green' technology either.
Woomera is a very neat and tidy town - no rubbish, no graffiti. A few trees grow but with the lack of rainfall there's not a lot of lush gardens. Most of the houses look the same and there are rows and rows of 2-storey flats/units that appear to be unoccupied. In its heyday, this town must have hosted a few thousand people.
After dinner, Bobby and I played a few hands of poker. He won - I don't have a poker face and I quickly lost my $2 of 20 cent coins. Our playing cards were purchased from Port Adelaide Football Club and before we began Robert commented that neither of us would be on a winning streak - not a very supportive comment.
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| Sign says it all |
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| At Rocket Display |
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