Nullabor

 30/01/2013
 A short drive from Smoky Bay ( pop 150 and the navigator got us lost in it!) is the grubby town of Ceduna, or it used to be. Four years ago it was a town where the indigenous came in from the settlements to make their court appearances, report to the police, collect their government handouts, buy their grog and shop at the scruffy supermarket where they bought their frozen kangaroo tails. Not sure what they do now, but Ceduna has been smartened up a great deal. There is a big shiny supermarket that stocks everything, the streets are clean and there is a newsagents that wasn’t there before, plus takeaway food outlets, a very prosperous looking town.
  Leaving Ceduna we ran through wheat fields either side of the road that stretched as far as the eye could see, huge areas of corn stubble. They gave way to scrub which is all we got for the next 500K. The Nullabor Plain is treeless, fairly flat with no sign of wildlife except for the odd dead kangaroo and the road signs telling us to beware of camels, kangaroos and wombats.We did actually see one dead wombat.
 At the border with SA and WA we had yet another skirmish with the fruit fly Gestapo, but we had the bugger this time, our honey was in the safe and the one and only grapefruit ( bought in Ceduna) was in the navigators handbag.
 Now we are miles from anywhere at Eucla Roadhouse with the prospect of steak and tinned carrots for  my birthday tea. We are also low on beer with the next big town 700K’s away!