Still raining - camped by a lake between Wilcannia and Menindee then by the Darling - made a foray into the park but as we slid towards the table drain, decided it wasn't such a good idea.
Next day on to Yunta via a last supply shop in Broken Hill. Turned right at Yunta past the signs with dire warnings about the isolated country we were venturing into.
Sturt's desert pea astonishing, rain has stopped and we found a place off the road to camp - only heard one car pass all nightSaw this old, dark wedgetail surveying his realm.
And then this amazing critter - a hobby or little falcon - one of the few birds that can rival a peregrine for flat out speed.
When we got a closer look we could see he was eating his dinner - maybe a honeyeater. Next to a nest of hairy caterpillars in the tree.
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