Death Rock 16 May 2006

Did some shopping and then set out for the Flinders Ranges. The countryside got drier with little trees and the red soil smoothed by salt bush. Settled into a campsite for the night and then went for a lovely walk. Stumbled across an old settlement that was situated by a billabong. Took some great photos of rock formations, including one called Dead Rock. It was not explained which rock or why it would be called dead rock. Whilst Heather was zooming in and out to get the best shot of a great big boulder overlooking a water hole the ghostly face of an aboriginal mans face jumped out (Death Rock). When we came back from our walk, another motorhome arrived and we had a chat with them. Turned out that they were from a small Victorian town where our friends Julie and Greg spend time with family. When we messaged Julie she was entertaining those same relatives and the other campers knew them quite well. (Small world in the middle of the Flinders Rangers. Not to mention the couple from Mt Warrigal that turned up twice next to us.)