Canning to Well 28 July 23 - 24 2024
 
  Not far from Gary Junction to Kunawarritji.

We see the "welcome" sign for the stock route as we overlook a wide depression.

Like many welcomes its a list of rules and regulations.

     
  A quick trip into Kunawarritji for fuel and food.

We learn that following a meeting of rangers at well 33 (just north of us) last Thursday the northern part of the track is now open.

We also benefit from an oversupply of oranges (50 cents for a bag) and meat (50% off).

Which helped offset the diesel at $3.10/litre.

     
  Back to the track. An army convoy, 8 vehicles, paused before driving south.
     
  We passed them. Then they overtook us as we let air out of our tyres in defference to the corrugations.
     
  A long straight stretch of track, the corrugations are vicious.

While we notice the corrugations, when we later reflect we realise there is more good track than bad.

     
  Our first well. Well 32, Nyarruri.

Filled in many moons ago. Just a sign for its location remains.

     
  We decide not to detour to Mallowa Native Well.
     
  Well 31. Warlawarla.

Also derelict.

While at Gary Junction the occupants of a vehicle asked Peter where they were. Expecting signs.

At this well Peter was asked for directions to the well.

Excellent tour guide material.

     
  A scar in one of the trees around the well site.
     
  We directed the army to the well.

6 wheel drive Mercedes.

     
  While we camped on the west side of the track.
     
  Watching the evening light on the spinifex.
     
  Next morning. A camel casually, but with obvious purpose, strolling northwards. There were several.
     
  A surprisingly large part of Australia has limestone. Here we meet it as rocky patches among the sand.
     
  And a 3km detour to Mujingerra Cave.

The water not accessible after the edges of the doline collapsed a few years ago.

     
  Returning to the main track we realise we are driving through grass rather than spinifex.
     
  Well 30. Juntujuntu.

More dereliction.

     
  We have begun to meet dunes. The very long type. Which means crossing them.

Though also at times driving parallel and round the ends.

     
  Noticing flowers.
     
  We think Turkey Bush.

Both pink and purple.

     
  Each dune is different.

Usually a corner just before rising over the dunes.

     
  For some there is a "run up" for those who think one is required.

Most dunes seem to be scalloped as the runner ups spin wheels.

Which cause us to roll side to side. Though not as much as when the roof was higher.

     
  Between the dunes. Or at least in the dip between two very close dune tops.
     
  With the occasional rocky outcrop.
     
  An occasional bustard.

This one walked casually off the track, nose in the air, as they do.

     
  With a vast expanse for its home.
     
  A stop to put air back in the tyres. A soft steep dune required even lower tyre pressures.
     
  Similarly for the Oka.
     
  Thring Rock from the top of a dune.
     
  We climbed to the top.
     
  Took a "we wuz here".
     
  Looked at Lake Auld in the distance.

We camped near there in 2019 on our way to Newman.

     
  We also developed a mild obsession with Grevillea.
     
  The colours changing along the track.
     
  We bypassed well 29, and camped at well 28.
     
To Georgia Bore July 25 - 27 2024
     
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