Friday, September 25, 2009

A Journey of a Thousand miles...

After a hard night driving half way across the state, we holed up in the F1 motel at Dubbo. An early start this morning saw breakfast at thebakery at Nevertire before continuing west. The further west we headed the worse the weather became. At Wilcannia we were told the road ahead was closed at Little Topar due to a sandstorm. Driving in the storm I could see about 4m infront of the bull bar and we crept along the highway at about 25km per hour, slowly edging our way towards Broken Hill.

Finally we arrived after a gruelling 10 and a half hours of driving. dumping our gear we went straight to the pub for dinner and a quiet beer to wash the dust off. There are still two very solid days of driving to do as we have to get to Prot Augusta for lunch tomorrow to meet the guys from Summit Trax 4wd club, and then off to Coober Pedy and the desert. The crew and riders have started to come together and there was plenty of friendly banter across the radios. The trip ahead looks promising and I am really looking forward to the race

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