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Jun 4, 2013 - Day 3

Day 3 - Tuesday 4th June A pretty big day today with almost all of the trip on dirt roads. We were heading to King Ash Bay fishing village just east of Borroloola, roughly 450km from Kingfisher Camp, so it was an early pack-up. While Kingfisher is only about 30 kays due east of the NT border, we had to head roughly east to get back on to the Savannah Way and then head north-west up to Hells Gate, where we stopped to fuel up. Only a couple of kays out of Hells Gate, Russell called up on the UHF. In the rear view, it seems that the camper...

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Jun 4, 2013 - Day 4

Day 4 - Wednesday 5th June State of Origin Game Day 1. One of the holiest days on the NRL calendar and were camped at a place with a pub and a TV. Yes! Day 4 was somewhat of a lazy day after clocking up more than 1,600 kays since leaving home, with probably half of them off the bitumen. After Brekky, the Lords headed down to the creek to wet a line, Birches and Collards went to check out the local mini-mart and then it was off to do some washing while we had the opportunity to do so. The lady at the mini-mart was sporting a NSW Blues...

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Jul 2, 2009 - Borroloola

BORROLOOLA: 2nd and 3rd July. After leaving the river camp we turned back on to Nathan River Road, a part of the Savannah Way heading for Cape Crawford. We crossed the Cox River and soon were into very rocky country again. The road was very much like what we travelled while going through the Stony Desert but not nearly as wide. There were lots of rocky escarpments along the way. We crossed the Limmen Bight River and quite a number of other very stony/rocky creek beds. We came to a point where the road was being graded which on these type...

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May 22, 2007 - Pine Creek to Borroloola Northern Territories 21 - 22 April 2007

Jeff Before leaving our camp site Sylvia took photographs of the carvings in the Pine Creek Tavern, and then we drove to a hill top overlooking the largest open cast mine of its day. This was an oblong of water which is apparently quite deep and now part of Pine Creek history. The lookout was reached by a steep narrow winding road with hairpin bends. Arriving at the top behind us was a caravan pulled by a car driven by people we had met at Katherine on our way north. "How did you get up here" I said. "I don't know," was the reply, "I did...

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