The bugs and the rain had gone when we awoke this morning. The only issue now was fuel to get to Oodnadatta. I was on empty but had filled the jerry cans back at Coober Pedy – that gave me about 35 to 40 litres. Parrots were about the same. Mt Dare had said that we would need about 60 litres in the current conditions to make it.

Their solution was to drain the sub tank of their Landcruiser which held 100 litres, of which we were welcome to 20 litres each at a cost of $2 a litre – who was going to complain about the price out here. As it was, we nearly missed out as some other travellers heard about this and were going to grab the lot and they were only going the 100 km to Finke. Lucky we had teed it up last night and we got our 20 litres each.

It is amazing how quickly the roads dry out as apart from the roads nearest Mt Dare, the rest were heading back to dust. With buoyed enthusiasm, and 3/4 of a tank of fuel, we decided we would make the diversion to Dalhousie Springs and stay the night there. It only added an additional 5km to the journey.

The trip was uneventful and we made good time arriving around lunch time. Andrew and I headed off for a walk to grab a couple of caches including another Astro cache. After the walk it was time for a soak in the Springs. Having spent time in other springs such as Mataranka, I was looking forward to this.

What we didn’t know was how hot it was. The temperature of the water was up around 40 degrees so you could only stay in for about 15 minutes before needing to get out to rehydrate and cool. Did this couple of times, chatted with some others that had just made the journey through the Simpson Desert.

The mozzies were starting to get friendly so we decided to keep moving south towards the Oodnadatta Track via the Public Access Route #8, passing the Dalhousie Ruins on the way. Again we past through some amazing country, then arriving at Hamilton Station we came onto a new road that went for about 30km. It was better than the Stuart Highway – it is amazing how money talks (obviously had been built for Hamilton Station).

Once again we were heading towards sunset so it was time to find a spot to camp. We came across Alberga River and a familiar voice on the CB. It was one of the vehicles from the Goyder Creek crossing the day before. He was bogged in the river sand. We headed in and helped him out then found an area that was above where water may come through during the night. There was no clouds in the sky but with the weather patterns they way they were, we were not prepared to take any chances of a flash flood. We also camped on the southern side of the river in case it did become impassable.

Unfortunately we failed again to have our evening meal in daylight – maybe tomorrow.

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There was no rain in Coober Pedy when we awoke but there was certainly plenty to the East. After a shower and breakfast, it was time to grab a few geocaches before heading north to the Northern Territory border. There was a few drops of rain on the windscreen on the trip north but it was actually cold and had to put the heat on, that is until we hit Kulgera. The traffic had been light but when we got to the Border, there was vehicles everywhere. Refuelled at Kulgera and it was summer again with temps in the low 30’s.

We travelled east towards Finke and the roads were dusty and the temps warm but the closer we got towards Finke, the darker the clouds and the stronger the winds. A quick stop at Lamberts Gravitational Centre Monument which is supposed to be the gravitational centre of Australia.

We did a drive-by of Finke and probably should have fuelled up but were a little late for the General Store as it was all boarded up after closing time.

As we left Finke, it wasn’t long before the roads turned from dust to mud and the bottom of each dip was a flowing creek. My travelling partners were getting a little apprehensive but I convinced them to continue. As we came over one rise 10 km south, we were greeted by a group of travellers and the flowing Goyder Creek (150 metres wide). Was this going to be the end of the journey south.

The others had been there for 30 minutes and in that time the creek had receded 6 metres. The wait was on and with some of the group walking the road, a track was worked out through the water and all waited while the first vehicle headed across. He got over OK and the rest of us followed.

After getting across this creek, we were then presented with 25 km of mud and water across the road. The going was slow with some spots having to be walked first before proceeding but after an hour or so we came across dust again.

By the time sunset came, we were at the South Australian / Northern Territory Border again but no problem with traffic here except for cattle roaming.

My travelling companions headed to Mt Dare from here and I continued south along the Ghan line to grab some caches before meeting up at Mt Dare in an hour or two – or so was the plan.

All was going well, arriving at dusk at Abminga Ruins then arriving at Eringa Waterhole in the dark. Headed back out the road I came then off east on the Mt Dare Road but didn’t get too far before “disaster” struck. I was coming around a corner at around 80 kph when there was a creek crossing with mud rather than water. I slowed up and feathered the brakes but unfortunately something gripped and I found myself heading off into the scrub on 2 wheels and starting to tip over. I managed to wrestle it back onto 4 wheels before going over but not before popping a tyre off the rim.

A quick check of the car to check for other damage then rang through to Mt Dare to let the Parrots know not to expect me for a while as I had some work to do. After getting the spare wheel off, jacking up the car and taking off the “popped” wheel about 20 minutes had transpired. It was interesting watching the various insects making their way to the light from my car.

Had a look at the tyre and there appeared to be no damage apart from a lack of air so connected up the compressor and it popped back onto the rim and stayed up so back on the car it went. Put the spare back on its home, car off the jack and 35 minutes later and a bit of mud, I was on my way again to Mt Dare.

The road was getting muddier and there were a number of lakes where the roads should have been so after some off road driving, I eventually made it to Mt Dare, albeit a little later than planned. The Parrots were in the bar having a lager or two waiting for me. The staff got me a pie and beer for tea – it was 10:00 pm after all. A last downer for the day – the fuel truck hadn’t been able to get through for 3 weeks and they were out of unleaded fuel and we didn’t have enough to get through to Oodnadatta. That will be tomorrows challenge.

We went down to the camping area and the first thing we found was the insects and mosquitoes hanging out with us. So after a quick shower it was to bed. It had been a big and different day today.

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Finally a chance to get some 4WDing in. Googs Track north from Googs Lake was certainly more challenging than the track south. The sand was a little deeper and the dunes a little higher and steeper. As Adrian Mac was to find out, having the right tyre pressure made all the difference when heading over these dunes.

The morning was spent going up and down sand dunes through some dense scrub. It is amazing the difference a bit of rain makes in these areas. Our goal this morning was to get to Mt Finke and climb to the top. Mt Finke is the tallest thing around these parts and sits at 369m (not high as far as mountains go).

We arrived around lunch time and soon a group of us were making our way to the top after finding an Astro Geocache on the way up. With the way the rock was laid down, it was like climbing a large staircase to get to the top.

After working up a sweat on the way up, a few photos at the top and some phone coverage (quick phone call home), it came a little unstuck on the way down. As I was heading down, a rock I was on gave way and down I started tumbling, only being able to stop by grabbing some Porcupine Grass (and that hurts). Sustained some collateral damage including skin off from the knee down, damage to my ankle (swollen and tender) and numerous pin pricks to the hands. Made it down to the bottom, a quick wash off, some iodine and we were on our way again towards Tarcoola.

After crossing the Trans-Australian Railway, it was onto Tarcoola. This town used to be a booming town with the railways and mining nearby, but now there is only one person living here and is a railway lay over area where two trains can pass on the single rail line. It just happened that there was a train parked and waiting with another coming the other way when we arrived. We couldn’t have timed it better.

After a brief look around town, we headed east towards Glendambo through Kingoonya. In contrast to Tarcoola, Kingoonya was rocking with the pub full of people. This seems to be the place of choice for the locals and those in the know as it is not full of the tourists you find in Glendambo.

The final stop as a group was at Glendambo. Here 5 of the vehicles headed south and 4 including me headed north. Before splitting up a photo was taken of the assemblage and birthday treats for one of the kids of Tony Mashford were handed out to all. The lolly bag even had a pathtag inside.

The northern group were headed to Coober Pedy for the night. We were entertained by a lightning show and a motorbike sat on my tail most of the way. I don’t think he wanted to come head to head with any wildlife on the way and was happy to use me as a wind and wildlife break.

We camped the night at Stuart Range Caravan Park which also had a Pizza Bar inside so it was beer and pizza at 10:30pm. There was a little bit of rain over night but not as much as what was to come.

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We awoke this morning to some dark clouds to the north. What a contrast to the 2 great days we had just had. It could be a wet day ahead. After breaking up camp, we headed towards Ceduna via Smoky Bay with some drizzle but not heavy rain. The dirt roads were a little slippery.

Once we hit Ceduna, it was still overcast but the darker clouds seemed to have moved on. After grabbing a few caches and doing some refuelling and restocking, it was time to get to the start point. This is the first time that all vehicles had got together and after the attachment of sand flags it was time to get going.

There was some light rain as we entered the Yumbarra Conservation Park but it was fairly easy going to Googs Lake, with only a couple of sandhills providing a challenge to a 2WD vehicle. In fact there was no need to engage 4WD on this section.

Arriving at Googs Lake, we needed to get some 4WDing in and there was a couple of tracks up from the lake that challenged a few of us but all got up in the end.

Giving the Fronty a workout

Another hill for the Fronty …

A stop for lunch then it was off to Nalara Rock & Lois Rock. This involved a 100km round trip on some rugged tracks but only due to corrugations. Once there, these were impressive rocks with some great views of the area. There were even rock pools with tadpoles after the recent rains.

Back to Googs Lake, set up the campsite and time for some campfire stories and beverages until the early hours.

With regard to the mouse plague. At this time we have seen nothing that even looks like a mouse so the stories may have been over exagerated.

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We woke up this morning with no soldiers around and no more war games going on. Some breakfast and we took in the coastline to the north of our camp – what a well kept secret view. It was then off to Whyalla to do some quick caches before catching up with the rest of the cachers at Kimba for a BBQ Lunch.

The last time I was in Whyalla was a kid so the place has changed a bit since then, of what I can remember. Spent some time picking up a few caches on Hummock Hill then it was time to head west.

Along the Whyalla-Kimba Road, stopped at the Vermin Proof Fence and then Secret Rocks. A spectacular view from the top and of course a cache.

It was then into Kimba to meet our our travellers and enjoy a BBQ put together by the local cachers, ThisMechiciCan.

We were olny a third of the way across to tonights campsite so the pace was increased (glad we didnt leave Adelaide with the rest of them this morning). There was a quick off the road moment when two large Mining Trucks being transported from the west came through.

The journey took us through Goyders Line, Kyancutta, Wudinna (with a huge monument to the Australian Farmer), Poochera (home of Peters Humpy), Wirrulla (with a jetty and no beach) and finally making it to Acramans Creek campsite on dusk.

It was a good night for a campfire as it kept the mosquito’s at bay. It didn’t take long before the crews that left Adelaide this morning headed to bed  – they were a little exhausted. Even though we were out the middle of nowhere, we still had 3G coverage so the netbooks and iPhones were out and surfing the net abounded.

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What was going to be a family 4WD trip across to Googs Track north of Ceduna, didn’t quite start out that way. Bradley ended up going to Japan for a 2 week school trip, Rachael when hearing of the mice plague over there didn’t want to go and Jenny had to stay back with Rachael. It ended up a mate and his family came over from Canberra so Jenny and Rachael acted as hostesses for them.

As soon as the family vacated the seats some geocachers quickly filled up the seats. We were all heading to an event called Sunny Side Up on Googs Lake. This event had started out with 20 vehicles indicating attendance but when it came to the death knock we were back to 9 vehicles.

With the bulk of the group leaving on the Friday morning at o’dark a clock, there were a few of us that a more leisurely start time and pace was required and we left Adelaide at 10 am on Thursday.

Myself and another vehicle left towards Port Wakefield. We stopped of course at Kiplings Bakery for lunch. On hitting the road, I rang the Burtons who I knew were also out here somewhere and it turned out that they were 500m up the road. We caught up and we had a convoy of 3 heading towards Port Augusta and eventually somewhere to camp after there.

We started grabbing caches from Port Pirie but I had done all these with my first cache find at Port Augusta. (310 km drive to find a cache).

We found some interesting places around Port Augusta including old style tensioning fence posts, train wreck dumping ground, old dump site on a salt lake with a lot of old cars rusting away.

We caught up with the Parrotheads who had grabbed a hotel room for night then headed down the east coast of Eyre Peninsula looking for a campsite. Our goal was Fitzgerald Bay but how to get there.

There was a road called Shacks Road which followed the coast but after driving 22 kms, we came across a padlocked gate, a red flag flying high and signs saying “Keep Out”. It was the Army Training Area and they were very much in attendance this night. Some back tracking and driving around the edge of the Training Area and eventually around 10:30pm we found our campsite at Fitzgerald Bay – the other end of the Training Area.

Camp was set up and with the kids in bed a few beverages were consumed and we started to see flares in the sky, followed by mortar, tracer and machine gun fire. The army was starting their night exercise. This continued well into the night but all we hoped was that their rounds and them stayed on their side of the fence as it would have been interesting waking up to armed camoed soldiers staring into the tents.

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