Four Days

Last Monday I flew from Dalby to Surat to Roma, back to Surat then back to Dalby, picked up G then flew to Comet, stayed the night then flew to Buckland strip in this.

We spent the day looking around the nearby station.

An early explorer is supposed to have left a mark carved in a bottle tree at the top of this hill.

Hanging Rock.

This guy and 59 more of his friends are a long way from home. A very long, long way from where they were born.

Later in the afternoon, this plane came and picked us up and took us back to Comet.

Checking the dials. I told G not to touch anything.

A bit of light reading on the way...

BBU cattle on the oats - they're there, you just can't see them.

Landing.

On Thursday we took the long way home - and drove. It seemed to take forever after all the quick little plane trips.