Gismo Queen and her King

Day 53 - Silverton/Broken Hill

Oh, what a relaxing day. Sometimes, you just need days like this on holidays....when the frenetic pace of travelling takes its toll......ok, I'm guessing I have lost most of you there. We can feel the sympathy from here.

We had a lovely sleep in before rising for a big fry up breakfast. There was still the odd drop of rain so instead of getting the fire going again, or setting up the gas cooker, I used one of the new BBQs installed here since we were last here. We lolled around over coffee until it was afternoon, then set off into Broken Hill. We haven't really planned the next stage of our trip, other than a vague idea that we'd like to do the Menindee Lakes (150km south of here). We tried to get there two years ago but the road was a bit ordinary for the Kia (work car). However, the weather is putting us off going there for this trip too so we might just head east.....and who knows where we'll end up?!

So we went to the Visitor Information Centre in Broken Hill, took advantage of the better internet connection and downloaded a few more books and got some information for our travels. We then visited the shops and came back to Silverton. Not much had changed here, although we read up on some more of the history. The information boards around town do a very good job of describing what the ruins are/what used to be on site, or what a remaining building used to be.
As you can see from the vast open spaces between remaining buildings, there is a lot missing. Many private houses were deconstructed and moved to Broken Hill when the people left. There's still a couple of "renovator's delights" though!
The few rain drops we've had hasn't been anything significant. Which is good seeing as we cross the Umberumberka Creek to get here - and it's been freshly graded! That amused us greatly - that they grade the creek bed!
Although we had some sunshine this afternoon - and I was hoping it would last to sunset so we could view the sunset over the Mundi Mundi Plains (a bit of a tradition in this part of the world), it was too cloudy so we settled in around the freshly instigated campfire and I put a beef stroganoff into the campoven.

Our romantic dinner in front of the campfire had to be moved back a bit as the intermittent rain drops persisted. Some of you may notice the "fake" heat at Greg's feet as we dined under our awning.

posted by Tracey @ 9:40 pm