Broken Hill to Orroroo

We travelled 320 kilometres travelled today, from Broken Hill to Orroroo.  Peterborough was the only town in between.

The road was really straight through low scrubby vegetation and very few trees. 

The main east-west rail line ran beside the road and in the distance were endless hills. A couple of one- horse settlements on the way with a station was the only sign of human habitation, that and station gates.

With no trees to block the view you could see far, far into the distance. Every now and then we crossed a creek bed which you could predict by a meandering line of trees hugging the edge of it.

Someone had set up a washing line on the edge of the road. A hills hoist was rotating in the winds, bras and jocks flapping proudly. Underneath was a white plastic laundry basket. That would have to be pegged down. Very clever!  We've seen a lot of funny road-side things, including trees festooned with shoes, shirts, bras, bears etc…..

There were warning signs about a fruit fly check (which we didn't know about before today) so stopped and cooked up the vegetables we had only just purchased in Broken Hill and ate all the fruit. Tummies were full when we got there. Yes there was a checkpoint with numerous office, but it was unmanned. Oh well, we did the right thing. Soup for tea tonight.

We walked around Peterborough in a cold wintery windy day. This town developed with the rail so there was plenty of rail type artefacts about, including a steam museum. The Main Street was full of lovely buildings.


It was very windy with severe weather warnings and Greg wrestled the van against the elements. Towing the van was tough going and the head and side winds slowed down our trip. Finally we stopped for the day at Orroroo.

Another lovely town with a great sense of community pride.

We were amazed by the size of the 300 year old red river gum on a creek line; and enjoyed the old buildings, gardens and entry displays.

I topped up the fridge with yummy fruit and vegetables from the local shop. Think it'll be haloumi cheese (from the Atherton tablelands), mushrooms and grilled vegetables tomorrow night. Yum!

It was a wild night with the wind buffeting and rocking us to sleep together with the odd downpour of rain but we were cosy tucked up inside. Rifter snored away oblivious to it all.