on the outskirts of town…

No chit chat today, saving that up I guess, but here’s a snap from last week’s roadtrip to Broken Hill. You can just see The Chook skipping toward me sitting in the Blue Bus:

The Mundi Mundi Plain

The country around Broken Hill provoked a shocking nostalgia for me, I guess I’ll have to address that at some point, probably not too far away. But this is what it looked like:

Looking west from Broken Hill

Had a great time, wish I was still out there.


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