Lost City, More Adventures

Originally posted on leeannemarieblog:
More Adventures in the Lost City, Kings Canyon [Extract from Trekking With the T-Team: Central Australian Safari 1981] Rick’s Rockhole Sunday August 9, 1981 My bladder ached with cold. Unable to bear the urge any longer, I peeled off the layers of sleeping bag, pulled on my boots and braved the…

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The T-Team With Mr. B (30)

In the front, Mr. B spread a detailed map over his knees and dashboard.
‘I say, ol’ chap,’ Mr. B cleared his throat, ‘where, exactly are you taking us?’
‘Mount Liebig bore,’ Dad replied.
‘Are you sure we can get there without our trusty guides?’
‘Eventually, we have the map.’
‘But, where’s the road?’

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The T-Team with Mr. B (28)

At Haasts Bluff station we filled up with petrol, water, and supplies to last us in this virgin land. We were going where not many people, except the Indigenous, had gone before. Upon entering the land belonging to these people; there would be no shops, no houses, and no roads. To salute our departure from civilisation, we bought something to eat and drink. I ate a meat pie.

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