Leaving Broken Hill, we drove eastwards over 470km to the tiny town of Cobar. We passed through Wilcannia in a matter of minutes, 200km into the drive. It was a bit of an anticlimax, as it didn't look like it had been smashed up, and there weren't hordes of bloodthirsty local aborigines hanging around waiting to pounce.
The drive was quick; there was absolutely nothing to slow us down, driving through the practically featureless yet awesome red landscape of the outback, apart from changing drivers and rest stops. Oh, and the emu, that Hannah spotted on the side of the road just as I had started my first shift of driving that day, and promptly ran across the road, directly in front of us. Although we were doing about 100km/h, we just avoided hitting the stupid thing by braking and praying. Thankfully we didn't have to start counting dead emus for entertainment.
Robin
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