To Meekatharra and Mount Magnet

The land looked quite dry and inhospitable, in spite of the recent rain, but there was water to be found by those who knew the country well.

The geology continued to change as we headed back south. There were some sections that had quite sharp looking rocks, which is probably why the road had been resurfaced in some sections. 

 The white gravel actually came from a pit to the side of the road further along.

The Murchison River

We spent the night on the banks of the Yalgar River... not quite as much water as the Murchison! There were a few birds, though, so they must have been finding water somewhere.

White-winged Fairy-wren

White-plumed Honeyeater

We haven't seen a lot of wedge-tailed eagles on our trip so far, and those we have seen have taken off as we've slowed down, or the road was too busy to stop. Even though the road was now mostly bitumen our tyre pressures were still low so we were travelling fairly slow. There was also hardly any other traffic. There was a group of four wedgies feeding on road kill, so Dazz threw out the anchors. By the time he had his camera out only the old one was left. Not a particularly majestic specimen.

A little further on we noticed one was now in a tree. The wind was really messing with its feathers!

A bit further along again we came across a younger better looking one, but it wouldn't face quite the right way to get a glint of sun in its eye.

We camped at Peace Gorge and The Granites, just outside Meekathara.

A more cooperative Spiny-cheeked Honeyeater.

Since we were at the end of the dirt road I pulled down the old piece of sheet that we had clipped up around the four seasons hatch. It did its job well and kept all this dust out of the van!

Mount Magnet also had their version of The Granites.

Dazz trying to sneak up on a bird.

Crimson Chat

Hooded Robin

I had been watching the weather and there were a couple of warm days forecast before a cool change and potential rain, so we stayed two nights at Mount Magnet Caravan Park. Dazz had meetings most of the day and I caught up on washing. After his meetings he went for a walk. I noticed that he seemed to be digging in a garden. When I asked what he was doing he said he was picking gooseberries. I told him that was a bit rude (because he had a bucket) but he said there was a sign saying to take them... I couldn't see a sign. Next I knew he was over in the bushes with his phone... just to prove the story was correct!