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Monday 30th March - Balranald to West Wyalong

A low of 12.6 last night and upto 31.8 during the day. Still we are in country NSW now.

The van park is located on the banks of the Murrumbidgee River, and the frog theme you see in town is carried on in the park as the pictures show. Balranald was gazetted as a town in 1851 and an official post office opened in the town in 1852.

Heading to West Wyalong today. About 390km further up the road. We left again around 10.30am and arrived at 4pm. It's been a long day. We saw some emus running along the fence line as we were crossing the Hay Plain. The Hay Plain is just so boring. To pass the time and distance we stared counting cars coming the other way. We hardly saw any, so people appear to be listening to the advice about not to travel. There were a few trucks though, who seemed to be quite happy about basically having the roads to themselves by the chatter on the CB.

We passed the petrol station in Rankins Springs that when once we were doing this trip the fuel gauge was on E for empty. It was just on 5pm and closing down when we rocked in. They opened it up for us to buy fuel so that we could fill up and continue driving through the night. I think that was back in 2004. They also have some beautiful silo art here too, called the Weethalle Silo Art Project. In the front yard of a property there is also a mixture of metal creations.

We arrived at West Wyalong as the sky is darkening. Looks like we are in for a storm. Now there is thunder and heavy rain as a storm blasts it's way across while Clive is out trying to set up the satellite dish again, so we can see what is happening. We really need to see the news and get any state updates.

Another long day tomorrow, but we're going to try and leave around 9.30am.




Old bridge
lifter.

Our drive
through site.

More frog
sculptures.

Lachy
River.


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Ned
River.


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Banks of the
Murrumbidgee River.


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Ready to
depart.

Clive checking
the indicators.

More
long roads.

Crossing the
Hay Plains.

Stopped
for lunch.


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Selfie
time.


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On the
road again.

Memories of
this fuel station.


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Rankins
Springs.

The old
Post Office.


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Junk Art
Gallery.


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Weethalle
Silo Art.


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Old rail
carrage.


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Our drive
through site.

Storm clouds
gathering.

Not a blade
of grass.


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The front
is coming.

That was
some storm.

Wet and
dirty.