Hop, this is the second, and the second episode of my terrible desert adventure, but also and especially the beginning of the chronological narrative of what I did!
To see some guidance there is always the small map that can help you a little (I have to find one better).
Adelaide, the city in south-central Australia, I have not seen much since I arrived half zombified after driving all night in a refrigerated car from Melbourne, and the 4×4 me gathered in the same place one hour later. But the little that I saw did not look very interesting, such a flat city and morose with some large buildings in the middle … but I really do not see much.
Then, on the rise of Adelaide in Port Augusta, nothing to report, I do not even no specific recollection actually … just Genre of paved road and flat landscape. Once said exceeded thelast little stretch of sea that is more like a long salt marsh, we leave the main road and itbegins to sink in rather arid …
We stop briefly at Quorn in the afternoon, a small town a little lost at about 30Km from the tip of the Sea, in which he does not seem to happen much. I wonder if there are people who live there, because apart from two cars I have not seen any sign of life. The streets are completely deserted, and the whole city is bathed in a soft music played through loudspeakers on lampposts, music that is also found in the supermarket. Maybe she also happens in every house in the corner, who knows? The only more or less tourist attraction of this city is an explanatory sign in front of the old station which explains that here passed the Ghan , the famous train that crosses Australia (I reparlerais).
Well, after that we continue a little bit and it goes into the hills of the Flinders Ranges, and there are really starting in the pristine, the first kangaroos begin to scamper in all directions, and also emus running as calibrated at full speed (40km / h!). Wow this is the first sensations “real outback” it rocks!
After climbing on a hill like crazy with the 4×4 (we even had to abandon the caravan route otherwise we would not come out), it was a super nice views around. The highest of these hills, Mount Arden rises to 845 meters.
Once back down and been fetched caravan, visiting super dried and wild gorges, Buckaringa Middle Gorge. We see tons of kangaroos but also much rarer ring tailed rock wallabiesjumping up and down in the cliffs in all directions like tripe without ever beat up.
It is also full of dead kangaroos which date from the terrible drought of summer. And there are also a bunch of huge eucalyptus hollow in which one can even go if a poor kangaroo has not done his grave. There are even those who have tunnels and can pass completely. These bizarre forms are due to the fire that burns inside the trees, leaving the outside.
In the evening, we stopped in a kind of desert campground with lots of trees and large hillsbehind. It was still close to the ocean, so once coated seoleil he began to méchament cold, plus a wind from hell. In short, if there was no fire we would all be dead, like kangaroos. But against this is the only time we got cold!