Trish Travels: Dingo Fence to Silverton

Day 5 - Dingo Fence to Silverton

Sunday, 23 September 2012

The wind came up during the night - a bit of a understatement. PAV had to go out twice to tie the awnings down more securely, and they weren't even up. We decided to have breakfast inside as it was too unpleasant to go out. PAV boiled up the billy for my coffee and made toast whilst I sat up on the bed. Later listening to the radio we found it was Stay in Bed day!! How fitting was that. Eventually we had to go out and brave the sand biting wind, it obviously was not going to die down. It was quite horrible, but by the time we were finished and in the car I had a good laugh, far worse things could happen. Like I had another 32 gates to open!!! No kidding, wish I had counted them yesterday, would have been at least 20. At least there were 7 gates jammed open, with no catches and 16 grids. The wind was so strong it was a battle with some of the gates, nearly pulling me over. We were entertained by some emus who couldn't decide which way to run, so were zig zagging only they couldnt keep their heads over their bodies as they zagged and zagged, it was one of those tears running down the face moments and lots of snorting from me.

Eventually I had opened and shut the last gate and we arrived in Silverton. I knew it was a history type of place, but I didn't realise that the whole little town is basically a museum. We spent a couple of hours walking around. It has been the base of quite a few movies, Mad Max among them, and we of course ended up having a beer in the old Hotel.

Found there was a campground at the old oval, so we checked in.

The wind had died down so we thought we were in for a peaceful night, but the cockatoos, or we're they corellas, the bloody noisy ones anyway, we're in the hundreds, don't mind too much In the evening but at dawn, nah! Nothing we could do.