The recurring question:
Why the hell do I live here?
The answer:
Because of my backyard!
Last night, with a hangover having well and truly invaded and violently settled in my noggin, I went camping.
14 great people. 3 cars. 1.5hours drive (hangover + motion sickness + motion = sickness). a quick dip in a waterhole and then we were there. We ate, we set up camp, we set alarms, we slept.
We got up at 3am and climbed for 3 hours to get this sunrise view:
View from Mt Sonder
I can't remember how to rotate an image. This is Bec and some of the mighty crew on the summit. 
A des on a ledge
Not wheat. Flies slept on these til the sun rose...then they moved to us.
We finished the 16km round trip by 9am. It was very weird to be up at that time on a public holiday and to have scaled one of the largest mountains in central Aus before breakfast.
With shaky legs and sweaty everythings we got back in the cars and went to another waterhole. I swam in my clothes then spent the trip home with my pants off.
THAT is why I live in the middle of nowhere.
mood: happy. tired. full.
music: 'Africa', Sub Audible Hum cover
