Not a lot to report from me. I'm revising... digging deeper into my characters... and when I'm not doing that I'm planning for a gathering of NQ romance writers at Tarzali next week.
Elliot, however has been adventuring out west with a couple of mates, and I thought I'd show you a few shots.
They went into what we call the Gulf Country, the Savannah grasslands that lie around the Gulf of Carpentaria (that big scoop out of the top of Australia), and they spent most of their time on Escott station.
This is some of the most sparsely populated country on the planet. In other words, this is the REAL Outback.
This is the Nicholson River on Escott station. No swimming here. It's full of crocs.
This swimming hole above the falls is the only place you can swim on the Leichhardt River. (The crocs can't climb up the falls.) It's on a four hundred kilometre stretch of road, and there's nowhere on the road to get petrol. (gas)
Th is a famous cloud phenomenon called Morning Glory. It rolls in from the gulf across the flat land.
And this, of course, has nothing to do with the Outback. It's a photo of my mum with her arms full with bouncing, wriggling twin great-granddaughters.
3 comments:
I would be very afraid in Croc country, a fish out of water so to speak!! It is a very different country.
What a lovely picture of your mum and her wriggly gg twins!!!
Awesome! My husband and I were positively drooling over the outback pics. But I think I awwed and squealed too much of the gr gramma and baby pics, because he left the room shaking his head. Love your pics Barb! Thanks for sharing your world with us. And have fun, E!
Aww! Aren't those twins gorgeous!
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