Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Off The Tar To Roper Bar

MatAranka, last stop on the Stuart Highway, stocking up on high grade plonk for supper at the dry motel

We plunged into the warm springs with a scary mob of wrinkly grey nomads and then hoed out of town quick smart

We hit dirt real time as the shadows grew long and checked in to another container motel at Roper Bar

A big supper of chops and steaks. we watched celebratory fireworks for a motel employee rejoining the real world. we played a few hands of 501 and then the fatigue hit and we turned in

1 comment:

  1. keep your eyes peeled for the eclipse today, you guys will be in the front row seats :)