The day the way that night goes

This is another Warwick pic. This was north of Newcastle the morning after a bush doof. The sand dunes are part of a massive set of kerazy dunes that go on and on as far as you can see. The locals, suitably impressed and awed by the wonder of nature, tear around them on massive four-wheel drive dunes buggies.

This is also the morning after I first tasted, and subsequently drank to excess my now signature drink, tequila and orange. Or actually, it might be the morning after the morning after. It was a kerazy couple of days.

Just resting.

This is hard to capture, but it is the "on -point" to the field of sand dunes. You can see that there are big trees burried up to the hilt in sand as the sand creeps inland swallowing up forrests. So the top of the dune is about as high as the top of a tree. The steep bit that I am about to run down has you ploughing up to your calfs in sand towards the end. It was pretty cool.

PS - I guess my head is still down in these ones also! Except the bottom one, but it is very far away.

Also - I bought a tent last night. It is a nice light 2 man around 2.7kgs. It is a 2-3 seasons number, mainly due to the lightness of fabric and the fact that, while it can handle a bit of a gale, you wouldn't want to take it to extremes. It is really hard choosing tents, cause you also want one that you can take to the desert. If you get a full on 4 season tent it will be (a) heavy, (b) hot as hell in summer (generally), and (c) very expensive if not massively subject to (a) and (b).

Here she is in all her glory!!