“For hundreds of miles it ran through poor scrubby country that taxed the ingenuity of the most experienced drovers; it will never be known how many died of thrust drink and disease, how many were murdered speared or committed suicide” (Quote taken from the Borroloola Museum).

Appropriately named roadhouse in the middle of nowhere

Dangerous creek crossing. This one was at least a half meter deep with zero visibility in crocodile territory!

“Man’s richness is the fewness of his needs” (The Borroloola Hermit)

I am 1,500 km from Darwin in a little town called Burketown in the state of Queensland. The last 7 days have been spent cycling an extremely remote 500 km dirt road through cattle country, crossing creeks, camping in the bush and fighting off hoards of Buffalo flies. Add a daily 20 km headwind to the above and you get some difficult days in the saddle. The road has taken me through several Aboriginal settlements and I have gotten an interesting perspective of their life.

I continue on and will write more when I find proper internet. Hope all is well!!