To Mildura and Back…

We were in the midst of autumn in the southern hemisphere, when we embarked on a four-day trip to Mildura on the Easter weekend. A few weeks before we had spent three days camping in Gippsland along the Ninety Mile beach and that created an appetite to visit more national parks. After all, this country is known for its rugged outback and the coarse natural beauty that is sprinkled across its vast flat continental plate. As we started planning this trip we knew we had to get away from the hordes of tourists that would no doubt saturate the southern parts of Victoria. We started exploring the map and I thought Mildura would be a great base to visit the Murray Sunset National Park.
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Made By Men, Touched By God: Australia

The night rolls away with a puff of wind among the vast, cold plains of the New South Wales winter. We drive through the thunder and with the rain almost impeding us at every turn. The wipers move with a death rattle that could leave us in the lurch at any point of time. We’re singing songs along the way, oblivious to the rain outside, yet enjoying every minute of it, smoking cigarettes, talking about old times and all the things in life that won’t matter to us during the next 10 days. The Mid-western Highway abruptly stops its sprint as it ends with a final sigh into a T-junction – gear shift, clutch, brake – the engine almost complains as we bring the car to a halt after taking a left towards Hay.
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