saturday morning was a little slow for some that drank to much wine and bourbon.
after a late start we headed out brushcutters track , another nice sand track except for those bloody humps. the drizzle kept up most of the morning. at the intersection with delisio track all the previous tyre tracks headed left, we went straight on along brushcutters track which didnt look like anyone had been along it for quite a while. a few claypans and mud holes and an enjoyable drive.
we followed brushcutters all the way to white springs , what a pretty little oasis in the middle of mallee scrub. murray valley pines and and lots of big gums . i believe the water here is semi permanent.
but the best part was the huge dune at the end with one track up which branched into a y at the end. all the previous tyre marks went abou 3/4 of the way up
thurstain was keen but got stuck as he got a bit further up in the soft sand.
while he was posing for photos glenn and i found anther track that wound around an up to the stop. good low range crawl with some great views across the whole area. then a narrow track across the top of the dune to where thurstain had stopped. after a photo stop thurstain rolled down , then i drove down right from the top packing the soft sand down a bit . then glen came down and packed it a bit harder.
when we all got to the bottom i jumped in and said my go to try and climb up, knowing that packed sand would make it a bit easier.
bugger me, i got stopped a few feet from the top.
thurstain anglenn then tried and we all ended up about the same, which caused a lot af argument about who actual went further. of cause i think it was me.
we left by following white springs track out towards murrayville road , more sandy humps , we did have views across the plains to big k where we were yesterday.
being an old fella i called it quits here and headed back to camp to listen to footscray win the footy, glenn and thurstain went out to cactus bore and beyond. the found another dune to try and ended back in camp as footscray won the grand final
another big fire and more lies, the skies cleared up and the wind stopped . roast in the camp oven, life was good
more to come
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