The final frontier! I simply cannot believe that this trip of truly life-changing proportions is about to come to an end. Still...we had an enjoyable yet long drive back to our home state of Victoria.
We woke to another beautiful outback sunrise and drove to Charleville for the night. Nothing too exciting happened along the way, but Ebony has discovered Emma's CD; as in the Wiggle Emma. Not sure if I prefer her solo act or just the Wiggles music that we had become so accustomed to listening to. Gee I am looking forward to listening to MY music again!
Another early morning departure from Charleville saw us arrive in the famous outback town of Bourke, NSW by lunchtime. Having completed the crossing of the border into New South Wales meant that we were into our 5th and final state/territory of our trip. We had planned for two nights in Bourke, mainly just to have a rest day in between transits to home.
The first night we decided to crank up the trusty old Weber for a pizza night; just the three of us. We also took the rods down to the Darling river to wet a line. Nothing came from the fishing apart from a couple of bites, but it was relaxing and enjoyable nonetheless.
The following day we took a drive to town and visited the Back O' Bourke Exhibition Centre and had a coffee at the Cafe there. Due to the overwhelming feeling that we were so close to being home we just weren't interested in doing anything "touristy", so the Cafe visit satisfied our needs.
That afternoon after Ebony's much needed nap we took a drive along the Darling River and found a nice spot to fish and relax by the water. Sarah and I both managed to contribute to preserving the Murray Darling Basin by making a small dent in the carp population. Ebony was happy watching and playing hide and seek. It was a nice afternoon and evening to spend with my family.
Today we awoke early after having the unfortunate experience of a 2am wake up call by a group of dirt bikers who had decided to make the most of Friday night (and Saturday morning!) by engaging in some lively conversation and banter outside of their cabins. Hmmmm..... I think my last glance at the clock was at 4:00am. Those poor fellows. I mean, they must have just lost track of time. Going to sleep at 4:00am would have made it extra hard for them to get up the next morning. Being the good Samaritan that I am, I made sure that I gave them all a long and loud toot of the Prado horn as we drove out at 6:45am this morning. I am sure that they appreciated it :)
As we drove further and further south, familiarity in the landscape returned. Eucalyptus, wattle and canola returned and the feeling of nostalgia hit both Sarah and me.
We made it to Moama tonight and will be home early tomorrow morning. I think that I will write one more blog post in the next few days just to summarise and collect my thoughts.
Needless to say...this has been one epic adventure.
More Soon!!
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