Merredin

We left Perth driving into the hills via the Golden Pipeline Historical Trail or Eastern Highway.We debated driving on toward Southern Cross, but the campsite at Merredin we had stayed at before, so settled there about 14.30.
We were the first to arrive. It is a sprawling campsite amongst the gums, at the base of a granite hill. The railway used the rain runoff by channeling it into a reservoir beside our camp. On top off the granite hill wild flowers were starting to bloom. We saw some native orchids, but most were only just starting to flower. By the time we climbed the hill and returned to the campsite, 3 other caravans had parked.
On the way here we stopped at Kellerberrin for lunch. It was a pretty quiet town. An IGA was open, but nothing else. However as we sat with soup and dip, next to the railway line, the Indian Pacific passed.
This evening, black cockatoos circled above, squawking loudly. Luckily (or not) we had telstra coverage, so could watch TV on our phones. England won the test Cricket by one point.Okumaya devam et