This post is quite late but I simply did not have the time to do any sort of typing; I really had to finish all the work. At least now, I'm back and I can type and have the time to update my blog.
Day 1: To the Pound and Back...
My out back experience started with us going to the Wilpena pound, up north from Wilmington. We started our journey up to the lovely town of Quorn (pronounced like Corn). We were heading up North from there too, up towards Hawker before finally reaching the Ranges. This range of hills is part of what is known as the Flinders Ranges. We did not want to do the really big walks as we were in danger of getting really late, however, we did want to go up to the old hilltop house where the original farmers of the land had put up a house to live in. The journey up to the park took us about 2 hours. From there, we started trekking up along existing trails. I'd have much more liked it if it was just a half hazard walk in the bush, but no chance out there. It would really be quite far. Since Michael and Anne have been to this area before, I thought it best if I took up the chance to simply enjoy the lovely scenery. Smith had the camera and I knew he'll take every pic he could think of. I was just happy to enjoy the scenery. Walking along the creek bed, we could see where the flooding caused havoc to where there was lush greenery because of the little amount of water that has collected. These were some of the wonderful scenery that we met with along this beautiful journey.
Our first stop was an extremely old farm station that still has building standing from the early 19th century. This was a sheep farm with places for the shearers to live as well as the family homestead. This whole place was made from the very soil on which we walked and it was easy to tell because of the colour of the walls. It resembled in every way, the surrounding soil. This was amazing. walking into the ruins was like taking a walk down history more than 100 years back. Who knew, I might just have walked up to the bank of the creek that ran along the homestead just like its first inhabitants; or looked back out from the creek to the plains that extended to the region. This was an area plagued with drought and good rainfall with the passing of seasons. This was the out backs of Australia. This was the legacy that the white settlers from Europe made here in Australia.
Our next stop would be a lovely lunch break under a tree with a sitting area just to have lunch. This place offered a wonderful view of the area around us with the hills standing up against the horizon and then another set of hills further than the first. Our trip started to show us more and more of the wild Kangaroo. This was the edge of what we later came to know as the entrance to Wilpenna Pound.
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