My memories of our round Australia trip often seem to drift back to the Balladonia Track and Mt Ragged.
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| On the Balladonia track to Mt Ragged, in 2006 on our round Australia trip |
It was early in our road trip around Australia and it was one of the more remote areas that we travelled in. Everything felt so adventurous at the time.
We only saw one other human being the entire time. A guy in a big Oka truck came into the campsite at the foot of Mt Ragged.
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| Mt Ragged jutting out of the dead-flat landscape |
The track was a straight line that ran straight to Mt Ragged, and as we bounced along the track it gradually came closer and closer.
The amazing Tawny Frog-Mouths at the campsite at the foot of Mt Ragged. The baby in the middle hadn't quite got the hang of the perfectly still, camaflouging sleep during the day and he kept opening half an eye to check us out, or he would move ever slightly unlike his perfectly still parents (presumably they hang out in family groups?)
