Broken Hill

It was a very long drive today going from Dubbo to Broken Hill.  Not a lot to see or do along the way.   There really is a whole lot of nothing out there. We drove more than 650k through areas just like this.  

 

 

 

At some points we’d drive more than 150k between towns.  To keep people from running out of gas, roadhouses have been established at points in between.  They basically consist of a place to get food, gas and go to the toilet, all the essentials.  The two we’ve seen so far have been pretty bad (not a place you’d normally stop if given a choice).  If you’re desperate they’re a wonderful site.

 

This is pretty sad but the highlight of our day was the animals we saw along the way. 

 

We had no idea Australia had wild goats.  These guys were all over the place for about a 15-20k stretch.

 

 

 

Emu out for a late afternoon stroll.

 

 

 

  This little guy (actually he was pretty big, some sort of dragon lizard) crossed the road in front of our car.  Luckily, we saw him in time to stop.

 

 

We stopped by a road side table in hopes of eating lunch.  Unfortunately, the flies were so bad we couldn’t stay. These wonderful lilac trees were in bloom.  It smelled so good!

 

 

 

 

We did have about 3 minutes of excitement when we went through a checkpoint and Matt had to do a sobriety test.  This fellow was very nice and more than happy to have his picture taken.  Oh and BTW, Matt did pass.