Wilcannia & Cobar

We hit the road again from Broken Hill, but not before Graham, Ruby and I were locked in our van in the morning, all of us busting for the toilet. Luckily Pete let us out or Graham was going out the window.
We stayed last night in Wilcannia, which everyone said was dangerous but the most dangerous thing we saw were the prickles the dogs were covered in.
Decided to cook dinner over a camp fire. At the mention of a fire the boys go all caveman and went rushing off in the bush to get firewood. They came back so proud. Last night Gail tamed the lighting of the fire with a flint. Good job girl.
Headed to Cobar today, passing hundreds of goats on the way. So many cute goat babies to be seen,and so many mentions of goat curry on the two-way.
Spent a lazy day wandering around Cobar. This is the first town that has not had a dog friendly pub. Maybe that's a good thing!Read more