Simpson Desert - Sydney District 4x4 Club

Simpson Desert
Attendees
Ben, Gis, Connor & Zoë Sweetnam (Trip Leaders)
Scott, Deb, Heather & Erica Lucas
Daniel, Lorelle, Cody & Mitch Evans
Lachlan, Bronwyn, James & Alyssa Michie
Taps, Venita, Naiyan, Ariyan & Amani Sharma
Glen & Kim Coddington
Jared & Bianca Madden (and their pet turtle)
William Wong
Steve Cail
Saturday 29/6/13 – Sydney to Cobar by Ben Sweetnam
Finally, we were away – after a lot of planning, preparing and
packing – we’re off. As the last to leave in the group, we had
two big days to meet the others at Broken Hill – the official start
of the trip. We met Dan at Blaxland McD’s and began the journey to Cobar.
For something different we decided to head via Parkes and
lunch at the Dish – officially the cricket game was washed out
but we tried. It rained basically all the way from Sydney to
Nyngan before it began to let up. The plan was to meet up with
the Michies in Cobar and we made Cobar late afternoon and
found the caravan park had stuffed our booking – instead of a
campsite we had a cabin – damm, I was so looking forward to
unpack and pack on the first night. Takeaway for dinner and a
few too many Bundy’s for Dan and myself but we thought –
Might as well get started. Off to bed for all 3 families for some
more driving tomorrow
Sunday 30/6/13 – Cobar to Broken Hill by Ben Sweetnam
The day started with the mandatory visit to the Bakery for
breakfast and then we were off. Today’s plan was get to Broken Hill so we drove through the day with only one toilet stop in
Wilcannia (because we had to) and continued on the Broken
Hill to meet the rest of the group. 7 or the 9 were to meet in
Broken Hill with the Sharma’s and Lucas’s to meet us Tue in William Creek. Word came through the day that the Codd’s were having Hilux trouble and weren’t sure what they were going to do…. Bugger – I know how that feels.
We arrived to our cabins (planned this time) early afternoon and
got sorted. We slowly met up with the rest of the group as they
arrived back at the Caravan Park. The Codds informed us that
they either had a cracked head or head gasket and weren’t sure what they could do till tomorrow (Mon) with NRMA…. Bugger.
Our afternoon plan was happy hour at the living statues so we
all made our way with Jared in the lead – interesting choice of
routes but we got there – he must have done my Nav
course….. As the sun set, photo’s were taken and happy hour enjoyed before it was time to head back to camp to settle in.
We had an early start and big day Mon making for Marree
(800k’s) so no late nights were planned. After dinner is was a
quiet Bundy and off to bed.
Monday 1/7/13 – Broken Hill to Marree by William – The
Taxi Wong
Today’s leaders were the Evans, so we took off at 8.15 from Broken Hill to Marree. Distance is 694 Kms. The first casualty
was Red Hilux - The Coddingtons. On the way into Broken Hill
the unbreakable Hilux blew it head casket we think so it
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remained behind to sort out a solultion. Thus we start with only
8 in the convoy. The travelling today is mostly on blacktop so it
a smooth ride. First stop is the Fruit fly quarantined station at
Oodla Wirra SA 11am. The Maddens (Jared) had to down a kilo
of carrots to save it from the Fruit Bin (Fruit Fly Exclusion
Zone), Bianca ate one and left Jared the rest (ah newlyweds).
We then push on to Peterborough for so fruit/grocery shopping
and morning tea.
After Peterborough, we cross the bottom of the Flinders Ranges
which was awesome. The Finders Range is worth a trip by
itself. Lunch is at Hawker, is much smaller than Peterborough
but had enough supplies for those things we forgot in
Peterborough. We push on to Lyndhurst where the sealed road
ends. On the way to Lyndhurst, we have our first recovery
action with the Official Support Vehicle recovering itself. The
Landcruiser was bogged in a mud hole and the Mattson max
track was put into good use. Steve was now a convert of the
Max Track.
Arrived Lyndhurst at 4.00pm, we fuel up and air down. And
waited for everyone to catch up, this is where the adventure
start... Marree is another 80Km on unseal road and we arrived
there about 5.30pm just before sunset. We setup camp and
organised dinner before kids were put to bed and the pub
explored. The big surprise was at about 8.30pm when the
Coddington’s turn up at Marree Pub with a Mitsubishi
Challenger from Hertz. NRMA Premium Care at its best… A late night at the Pub and off to Bed
Tuesday 2/7/13 – Marree to William Creek by Kim
Coddington
After a big night at the pub celebrating the arrival of Glen and
Kim, we left Marree at 9.30am. It was decided that Jared and
Bianca would be trip leaders for the day with William taking up
TEC. We headed off up the Oodnadatta Track for a while,
stopping to look at some crazy sculptures in a paddock. It was a
beautiful and sunny 22 degree day. We all got our photos and
continued on to a spot overlooking Lake Eyre South for morning
tea.
From there we continued on to Mound Springs where we saw
the Bubbler and Blanche Cup. The Bubbler was amazing; we
stood just watching the bubbles come up through the ground for
ages. We had lunch at Coward Springs where the kids could
run some energy out after being in the cars for so long.
We left there at 2pm, looking at different Sidings ruins along the
way before rolling into Williams Creek for the night. It was here
we met up with the other group travelling from Port Augusta, set
up camp and settled into happy hour. A few of us organised to
do a scenic flight the following morning over Lake Eyre and the
Painted Hills. After dinner, some of the guys went over to the
pub for a few drinks. From all stories heard, the scenic flights in
the morning were going to be an effort for some!
showers on offer, though some like Glen chose both
........Ummm ....... Pass !!!! All packed up and ready to roll,
William gave the call ....”all lolling....Mate”, and we followed our leader, Ben out of Dalhousie springs. William’s taxi fare was
now at $10,000. It took only 50 metres for him to make the first
wrong turn, which was getting out of the campgrounds, so
everyone pointing in the right direction, we headed off for the
desert crossing.
A further 5 minutes into the trip, William advises he has no
brakes......oh dear. Ben and the first few cars are already a few
kilometres down the track by now, so Scott and Lachie and
myself stay back with William to see what the issue was. With
the wheel off quickly, we could see the fault lay with a cracked
brake line. A quick fix by Scott, and the wheel put back on, we
were on our way again, meeting up with the rest of the group at
Purnie Bore, where we had morning tea.
Wednesday 3/7/13 – William Creek to Oodnadatta by Deb
Lucas
After an early rise for some (due to scenic flights over Lake
Eyre) and a late start for the rest, at about 10.30 am we were all
lined up outside the William Creek Hotel ready for the drive to
the Pink Road house at Oodnadatta. Steve was our tour guide
for the day. We took in many aspects of the Oodnadatta track
including some of the old train stations, which are now nothing
more than ruins. The most interest sight was the long
freestanding bridge, which we all enjoyed walking along.
After arriving at the Pink Road House, refuelling and setting up
camp it was agreed that we would dine at the Road House for
dinner, with the Oodnadatta burger been the popular choice.
After a few pink champagne and Bundies we all retired back to
camp. The favourite part of the evening was listening at the kids
sing and dance to gangnam style.
Thursday 4/7/13 – Oodnadatta to Dalhousie Springs by
Lorelle Evans
The day of rattles.... Glen and Kim lead for the day in the
Toyota Hilux Challenged. We left on time at 8:30 with
an "all rolling from William in tail end. Dippy creek crossings,
plenty of corrugations and a lot of rocks saw things starting to
unravel. On the way to Pedrika ruins, Evans had to stop to find
their aerial. The ruins were long row of houses with
nroofwindows or doors. Some beautiful photos of the white
buildings with the blue sky and red dirt.
On the way to Dalhousie ruins, the Maddens had to stop to
reconnect the roof racks- twice. Fuel jerries had to be offloaded
to the big boys to carry. Dalhousie ruins were another group of
old buildings falling down made from an amazing amount of
rock. We made it into Dalhousie Springs with no more bits fallen
off. A toasty warm swim with fish nibbling any loose skin that
hadn’t rattled off on the days drive. Apparently they didn't like
the taste of Coddshe was a bit tough. We followed this with a
fantastic happy hour with the setting sun. Daniel and Ben kept
happy hour going and invented some new cocktails that you
won’t find in a Sydney pub- OP rum and port. The end result
was two grown men giggling like school boys and shifting the
happy hour table under roof top tents as a dingo trap, then
giggling excitedly as they stole their own bottle of Bundy. Daniel
to William "your tents a bit crooked". William "I like it crooked
mate". Scott wanted in on the action and managed to get
horizontal, falling over a chair- lucky he had his extra padded
jacket as an airbag to prevent injury. AlthoughI'm not sure how
his injured body made it up to the Taj Mahal of rooftop tents.
Taxi meter finished just under $8000.
A few of the guys went for a walk to the bore, while the majority
talked more crap and ate. Off again, we were now well and truly
in the desert. William started counting the 1200 odd sand
dunes, but I think he gave up at about 4. I hope his dune
counting abilities aren’t a reflection on his accounting skills. The drive through the first part of the desert was fairly easy. A little
more throttle here and there, but the cars were holding up.
Williams brakes were still working, and the turtle (Jared’s Hilux) kept it’s shell on (roof basket).
After a quick stop for lunch on the side of the road, we set off
again to get as far as we could and find a camp site before it
got too dark, and it wasn’t long before we reached the perfect spot. A nice flat area the size of 2 football fields and all to
ourselves. After quickly setting up camp, Jared and Bianca
deemed themselves “the fire starters”, and began collecting Friday 5/7/13 – Dalhousie Springs to Simpson (Night 1) by
Taps
Upon waking up to another beautiful morning (a little breezy),
the 37°C springs were calling us for a morning dip. Most of us
took advantage of the hot water, as opposed to the cold water
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firewood .... well ...... Jared broke/chopped the dead trees, and
Bianca carried them back. Finally the kids and a few grown ups
took pity on Bianca (cause Jared didn’t), and helped out with
the collection. Happy hour was called, and Steve broke out the
“Pimms”. Cocktails in the desert !!!! What could be better ?
while the oldies enjoyed Steve’s offerings, the kids spent their afternoon played cricket and diggings holes....because
that’s what kids do !
As it started to get dark, the temperature began to fall, we lit the
fire, and as usual all ball games ceased and the kids moved
over to the fire, while parents started dinner. Afterwards,
everyone sat around the fire and enjoyed the warmth. I tried to
“Jenga” the wood, but alas, Bianca’s offerings were not
suitable, so the wood just got piled on until people we
complaining about the heat. Hard to please some people!!! After
Bianca showed us her party trick, one by one, we called it a
night.
Saturday 6/7/13 – Simpson – Night 2 by Ben Sweetnam
Today was our big day in the desert, lots of k’s, lots of dunes and this is what we had come for. A steady start to the day we
were away by 9ish and heading east. Lachlan was out front with
the plan to visit the Lone Gum, Knolls and camp somewhere
between the Knolls and Poepells tonight. It didn’t work out that
way but was fun all the same.
We found the dunes soft and challenging, with a lot of us having
2 or 3 goes to get over and with William, Scott and myself at the
back in 7, 8 & 9 it was fun. We had a few recoveries but that is
part and parcel of what we do and there was no issue. Most of
the time someone was so close to the top we just hitched up a
snatch and pulled them a couple of metres over the crest.
We made our first destination as planned – just a little bit
behind schedule but didn’t care – too much fun for that. The
Lone Gum was worth a stop, photo and pause, but the Knolls
turned out to be too far. We made camp around 3.30 by double
backing down the WAA for 1k to secure a campsite rather than
risk pushing on for 10ks to maybe find one full.
Camp was set, dinners cooked, wood (unloaded) because you
can’t collect it as you know – and settled in for another
awesome night in the desert – This is a hard life…
Sunday 7/7/13 – Simpson – Night 3 by Steve Cail
We packed up camp and set off around 9am back down the
WAA Line, retracing the last few kilometres from the previous
day’s travel and heading east over the WAA Junction. I think Venita had enjoyed the Pimms a little too much from the night
before as she had lost the ability to count oncoming traffic from
that point on (calling 4 cars through that turned into 5!). After a
little bit of help from the kids, she was once again using the
tried a tested method of fingers and toes.
William & Ben gave us all an early lesson in how to drive the
same dune more than once and the Evans called a few spew
stops along the way to morning tea. After crossing two
enormous salt pans we turned North (Venita’s side) at WAA
Corner, up the Knoll’s Track towards Lindsay Junction. We
soon came across the Approdinna Attora Knolls, but decided to
only stop quickly for a photo rather than climbing them. Lunch
stop was at Lake Tamblyn just a few more kilometres down the
track (and on Venita’s side). The Lake was surrounded by
shady trees and Ben once again showed us how good his UHF
aerial and sandflag were at flexing.
In the afternoon we made our way east (Taps’ side) towards Poeppel Corner (or Poeppel’s Corner as it’s called in
Queensland, home of Bundy Red - this year’s trip sponsor). Along the way, one particular dune caught a few people out and
a couple of recoveries were necessary. Ben first pulled the
Turtle up and over the dune after it became stuck near the top.
Steve rooster-tailed successfully over but Scott almost put in a
repeat performance to the Turtle and Steve had to come back
in the 200 to help. After getting stuck in the recovery and with a
fully tensioned snatch strap, Ben was also called in over the
UHF to assist. This time a triple car pull, using a total of four
snatch straps was required to free the stranded vehicles... all of
which was performed in slow motion. It was estimated that
there was a total of some 1,500 Horse Power (or 1119 kW) in
action.
The two Patrols and the 200 arrived at the Poeppel Corner
camp a little later than the rest. The Maddens had already
started on the camp fire and several tents were going up. As
the fire was sorted, the men needed something else to occupy
them and decided to rebuild Scott’s roof-top McMansion before
settling in for happy hour and some light refreshment.
Monday 8/7/13 – Simpson to Big Red / Birdsville by Jared
Madden
Last Day in Simmo - Our next adventure filled day saw the
group split into two groups - one group was keen for a slower
start and casual approach to finishing their crossing of the
Simpson, the other a hopeful venture to catch John Williamson
belt out a few tunes atop Big Red. Lachie expertly led the
charge of concert hoping travellers, and the trip started
beautifully with a quick stop at Poeppels corner at sunrise. A
range of photos were taken and we were on a final journey
across the last stretch of the desert.
BlueJack, Max, Challenged, Turtle and Axle made great time
and in no way was it 'smooth' sailing, but we were making great
time and Jonny's concert was looking more achievable as the
day continued. Excitement was building! With no dramas or
recoveries required (except for a few second attempts from
Steve's 200) we arrived at Big Red in the early afternoon. We
checked out the 5 star accommodation the marathon runners
were faced with and checked out the size of the iconic dune. It
was blocked off for the concert as expected so we ventured off
to Little Red to find a camping spot for ourselves.
We crossed Little Red and found a nice spot by the water to
begin the festivities. What a night! Happy hour played a small
role in our "spirits" for the night and we climbed Big Red (on
foot) to get a spot for the concert. Songs were belted out, some
more in tune than others (cough cough Lorelle, Bianca and
Kim!), and everyone had a great time. The concert ended and a
couple more beverages were had before we called it a night.
Tuesday 9/7/13 – Birdsville by Ben Sweetnam
Bit of a rest and recoop day for some, others were coming into
Birdsville. We had split up yesterday with Lachie taking one
group to Big Red for the John Williamson concert, and I took
the others into Birdsville for our 1st 2 night stop of the trip. The
ladies were grateful for showers, laundries and a pub meal so
both groups were very happy.
The Big Red goup arrived in camp mid-morning and set up, the
others spend their time sorting vehicles, repairing vehicles and
washing clothes and kids. I found I had cracked a front coil in
the crossing so went about sourcing a replacement but couldn’t. We jacked up the Patrol and worked out only the bottom piece
of the coil had been lost and the spring wouldn’t come off so it would be a slow drive home – and no Big Red for me.
That afternoon we went out to Big Red for the boys to play –
and they did. 3 tracks up, far right easy (my track), middle track
a good challenge and after many many attempts by some
everyone made it up that who tried, far left – very very very very
very hard. Lachie, Steve and Taps had a go, and with some
serious bumps at the bottom, the run up was very hard. Finally
after 4 or 5 goes, Steve in the 200 was the only one successful.
After that – back to camp and off to the pub for Dinner and
drinks. This was our last night together as Scott, Taps and
William were heading back via the tar tomorrow and we were
off to Innamincka.
Wednesday 10/7/13 – Birdsville to Innamincka by Steve Cail
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The day started with coffee & breakfast (Camel Pie for some!)
at the Birdsville Bakery. All were away by 8:30 ish with Lachie
taking up the role of trip leader for the day. It wasn’t long before our trip leader had us taking the Birdsville Track out of town...
only to realise moments later that we should have been on the
Birdsville Development Road. Doh! At least we got to tick
another iconic route off the list. A quick u-turn and a trip past
the Birdsville racecourse (for the second time that morning) had
us heading in the right direction.
Just before morning tea, we had our second chipped
windscreen for the trip this time due to an overenthusiastic
oncoming vehicle travelling way too fast on the unsealed road.
This time Steve was unfortunate. After a quick stop to assess
the damage and exchange a few expletives we continued on to
Deon’s Lookout, which gave us some spectacular views across
the Cordillo Downs, home of Australia’s largest shearing shed.
Several kilometres on, Steve commented over the UHF on the
cleanliness of our cars and how they didn’t look as though they
had been anywhere yet. At which point we quickly arrived at the
junction for Haddon Corner, only to face 15km of the slipperiest
red clay & soil. The Innamincka Waltz had started! 5km in and
after several spins off the track, we decided to abandon the
attempt to reach the corner. A mad dash back to the junction
ensured and the shovels came out to clear wheel arches, side
steps, windows, roof racks, just about the whole car was
covered in red mud.
Having not made the corner for lunch, a random alternative on
the side of the track was chosen instead. The journey after into
Innamincka was sketchy to say the least. More slippery, boggy
red stuff. We waltzed our way towards Innamincka, cautiously
taking our time and arrived just as the sun had started to set.
Some checked into the hotel whilst others made their way to
camp just a short drive down the hill towards the river. We later
all had dinner together at the pub and exchanged some laughs
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about the day’s trip, before giving Daniel another lesson in how
to play darts.
Thursday 11/7/13 – Innamincka scenic drive by Lorelle
Evans
A nice slow start, sleep ins and no camp pack up was a real
treat. All were fuelled and ready to roll at1030. The days
historical Burke and Wills journey lead by the turtle and our
resident teachers and historical guides for the day- Bianca and
Jarrod. A simple rubbish drop off was an experience in itself
with many dingoes using this area as their base. First stop,
Wills grave then onto the Policeman's waterhole for a quick
photo op. We were all looking for potholes and cattle grids to
shake free some of the mud. The really bumpy rocky road on
way to dig tree did well.
We Crossed into QLD and onto black top. Obviously, QLD have
higher road standards than SA with signage for the tar "poor
road quality ahead". We had all road types today- white sand,
red dirt, rocks, dust, corrugations and tar. Quite pleased there
was no more mud after yesterday.
We had lunch at the dig tree which was Burke and Wills base
camp, which they made it back to just after their crew had left.
You can’t see the “dig” (still not sure if this was for “dead in ground” or “dig” for your supplies) word anymore but can see
the date and a face carving of Wills completed at a later date.
Then home via Burkes grave in a beautiful spot by the river.
This area is a surprisingly beautiful part of the world. Finished
with a nice relaxed evening of trivia around the campfire.
Friday 12/7/13 – Innamincka to Tibooburra by Kim
Coddington
We all met at the Innamincka Pub car park for an 8.30am
departure. Today we were headed to Tibooburra for the night.
Daniel and Lorelle were today’s trips leaders. All reports that we got from the locals were telling us that the roads were good. On
our way out of town we stopped by the dump site to off-load our
rubbish. The number of dingo/wild dogs in the area is actually
quite alarming, with one of them looking like a hyena.
We passed a few road trains, and the dust from the road was
making visibility very very poor. We soon found our convoy
behind 2 road trains that we needed to pass. The first truckie
was very good in letting us past by moving
over to the right so we could pass on the left and not be
inundated with dust. The second truckie was a bit of a
tool but we all eventually got past him.
We had our morning tea and lunch stops and rolled into
Tibooburra where we booked into the caravan park and set up
camp. A couple of the younger ones in the group and a couple
of the older ones went into town and did a pub crawl back –
there was only 2 pubs – however 2 pubs can still make for a
nasty hangover in the morning!! During the night a couple of
feral cats had a fight up on the granite boulders. Only a few of
us heard them.
Saturday 13/7/13 – Tibooburra to Pimpara Lakes by Ben
A slowish start today, we only had about 200k’s down to Pimpara Lakes so the plan was to arrive for lunch and then
have the afternoon looking around the Station. Pimpara Lakes
is a working station and Karina Groth had organised us the VIP
treatment by Ruth the owner. So with Steve in the lead we were
off about 9ish.
We turned off the Silver City Hwy at Milparincka and took the
scenic route though stations and farms and was great. We
made Pimpara on schedule and met Ruth. Tonights
accommodation was is the shearers quarters so we no camp to
set up we were all relaxed. As Ruth took us up to the quarters,
we were greeted by half a dozen horses on our veranda,
including Harley the little Shetland…. The kids couldn’t get out of their seats quick enough to say hello…
We spent the afternoon getting the guided tour of the shearing
sheds, irrigation systems and history of the area – awesome… Then back to the communal kitchen for happy hour and a
communal cookup. The night was spent around the table
playing trivial pursuit with pink bubbles and red rum keeping us
all company before it was off to bed much much later…
Sunday 14/7/13 – Pimpara Lakes Station to White Cliffs by
Jared Madden
Happy 40th Lachie and Daniel!
The trip had unfortunately come to our last day. Pimpara Lakes
to White cliffs was ahead of us, led by the HiLux Challenged.
We ventured through the private roads of the farm in an attempt
to find the main road and experienced some tar! We also
experienced some of the native wildlife on our trek and
fortunately the wildlife didn't experience any bullbars.
A scenic and easy drive saw us arrive in White Cliffs for lunch
and check out the town. For some, the lunch stop turned more
expensive than anticipated as food wasn't the only thing for
sale. Somehow turtle ended up in P1 for the scenic drive
around the opal fields and town. This turned into a game of
"how to make sure you don't end up in P1". We took a few
photos of the fields, then to Jock's place (which was an
experience in itself), a hit of cricket on Bill O'Reilly Oval, a view
of their solar power dishes, a beer in the pub, a house made of
beer bottles, a visit to a cemetery and our final visit to an opal
shop before checking in at the Underground Motel.
It was our last night and everyone had a big drive the next day
so we all agreed on a quiet night with no shenanigans. Well
that's what Ben suggested but we had other plans. A
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celebration of 40th birthdays! Bron kindly sent ahead an array
of 4WD themed decorations and the party was set. A great
night involving darts, table tennis, scrabble, drinking the bar dry
of certain products and many happy memories. Thanks to
everyone involved in making the trip exactly what it was- epic.
Monday 15/7/13 – The End – By Ben
Today the journey home really started. The Madden’s and
Steve were driving home direct from White Cliffs so were away
before dawn. The rest were up for Breakfast and driving by 9,
with the sky our biggest challenge today. We left White Cliffs
with storms on either side of us and ended up driving through a
drizzle to heavy showers all day. We were down to 4 now with
The Codds, Michie’s, Evans and us making for Dubbo.
We had a toilet stop in Wilcania (because we had to) and had
already aired up so Cobar for lunch and then Dubbo and a
cabin for the night. Plenty of tar now so we cruised and talked
rubbish on the radio while aiming for every puddle on the road
to spay the mud off the undersides of the trucks. By the time we
reached Dubbo mud steaks were everywhere so we chucked
the kids and wives in the cabins and went to find a car lovers
and then a Macca’s
A quiet night and off to bed with Tue our drive back to Sydney.
We started early with Codds out front to lead us home. Heading
through via Mudgee we stopped for brunch and a coffee before
driving through to Sydney early afternoon.
A huge huge huge thanks to everyone on the trip who made it
what it was. We had a lot of obstacles thrown at us each day
and everyone chipped in to keep us all rolling and to make it
across. Also, thanks to Glenn Evans our Ground Charlie who
had to listen to us every night tell him how much fun we were
having and what we were doing – I wouldn’t have done it…
So again thanks to everyone from Ben and Gis (Connor and
Zoe)
Shackle nominations from the trip (short ones)
Ben (Yep Me)
I know this is a shock – but yep got
lost coming out of Dalhousie and
going the wrong way…
There may have been other stuff but
you will never find out …..
Gisela
For telling me to turn right instead of
left out of Dalhousie Springs –
thanks honey
Steve Cail
For bagging out the bright orange
maxtrax before the trip and not
wanting them on his roof
For getting bogged by pulling off the
tar for a stop and having to use the
maxtrax to recover
For then telling us about it instead of
making up a story
William Wong
For taking so much stuff he had to
buy his tins of tuna along the way
because he couldn’t find them
For setting his radio to beep like a
taxi every time he spoke on it, so
Taxi mate was born
For shouting The Codds and Steve
dinner only to be declined 3 x times
with dodgy credit cards.
Scott
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For forgetting he had a 2m aerial whip and parking undercover
at Roxby Downs
Taps
For forgetting to remove his pin before trying to remove the tow
hich on the cruiser with a lumpy
Jared
For being the only male on the trip who refused Bundy Red and
drank Jim Beam instead – REALLY
For his headlight falling out when he stopped (when we were
still on tar)
For having colour coded 100mile/ph tape to match his green
hilux
For taking the Jamie Durie patio hose as his filler hose and not
even using it
Bianca
For walking to every toilet in Coward Springs saying they are
locked – oh the handle lifts up…..
For an indecent proposal by a man in a wheel chair – you have
to ask her
For having a really inappropriate party trick – you have to ask
her
Codds
For driving all day from Syd to Cobar in the rain and opting for a
cabin – only for it to stop raining
Lachie
For taking us down the Birdsville track instead of the road to
Innamincka – had to get you for something
Dan
For choosing Eagle Boys for dinner in Cobar – don’t you own a Domino’s my man