CROSSING THE NULLARBOR
“there are two ways to negotiate this journey – you can roar through on the max, or take a little time out to smell the saltbush...”
So we set out, cruising along in anticipation. But it wasn’t long before we hit the 145 km section of straight road – the longest in
Sadly the south-west has been through a very dry wet season, meaning that the expected wildflowers were yet to bloom... what is that speedo reading now?
OK, there are very few trees, very few curves, a blustery wind, and a rising temperature... why are we travelling so slow?
Some beliefs talk of a place called limbo where one enters after death. It is sort of a nothing space where one waits until the real action takes place. I wonder if the Nullarbor is a prototype? CAN’T THIS CAR GO ANY FASTER!!! I can still smell a little saltbush!
The term ‘Nullarbor’ is not an aboriginal term, but the description given the plain by South Australian explorer Edmund Delisser (starting a long line of people leaving
Samuel comments occasionally from the back seat, “Are we on the Nullarbored yet?” His mispronunciations convey more truth than he realises!
We park for the night on the
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