Saturday

After a heavy nights rain we awoke to clearer skies so set off determined to make  the most of our last day at Wilpena. 

Started with the Arkaroo rock walk. This relatively short walk was nonetheless a test for the lungs (going up)and the legs (coming down)- was glad to have the ankle brace in place as we negotiated the loose rock surfaces on the way down.

Arkaroo rock, or Akurra Adnya is an aboriginal rock shelter containing ochre and charcoal drawings- amazingly preserved – a bit of an indictment on humans that they need to be kept behind bars but a privilege to be able to visit this important site.

After the long scramble down we did the Bunyeroo Gorge scenic drive on the way back. 

 Cooked a sensational (if I may say so myself) chicken risotto on the camp oven last night- or perhaps it just tasted delicious because we were starving.  

Was a gorgeous calm and clear evening  and perfect for a campfire and star gazing.

Sunday

Woke up/packed up before the sun showed her face and started the journey over to Broken Hill. 

At every stop we’ve run into ‘Bashers’ en route (shoot me if I ever use the term to describe myself!). Now feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation of what’s to come never having been to one of these events.

We’ve stooped for the night in a little caravan park in Orroroo – a gorgeous and thriving little town full of sandstone cottages about 300k west of Broken Hill. It’s our  last chance to stock up with food before BH. We’ve been careful not to buy any fruit mind you, in anticipation of the full body search that our number plate will invoke as we exit SA.

And now- confession…….. with a healthy slice of of guilt we’ve booked into a cabin – albeit very rudimentary!  Decided we needed a good shower and to reorganise the car/gear etc before heading into 5 days without showers, heaters or creature comforts. A cop out I know- now looking at the 12inch TV wondering whether to turn on the news or not….