Welcome to my travel blog

Hello. My name is Monica and I am a silver gypsy, which sounds classier and more interesting than being a grey nomad.This is an ongoing blog which I usually restart when I hit the road again. It is partly a record of my journeys and partly reflections on issues which arise as I travel.

In 2015 my grandson Cory spent a couple of months travelling with me. The link to his blog is in a sidebar. In 2016 Hudson was my travelling companion. Cooper travelled at the end of 2016. They would love feedback on their blogs. Also in the sidebar is a link to my poetry blog.

Please feel free to read all or any of the blogs. I have discovered that some readers have not been able to Follow or Comment. I would still love to hear from you. You can email feedback to silvergypsy1944@gmail.com.

Sunday 7 June 2015

Water in the Outback

It is hard to imagine places where rain is so rare that even children talk about it. I am not complaining at the moment as I have lost a panel on my roof and I really don't want to see rain before I get back to the coast.

Although the Great Artesian Basin underlies vast areas of the state, the land is dry and dusty, with cracks and holes a hazard for walkers. Most of the inland rivers are dry river beds with an occasional twist of water or an odd puddle. Where there is water though, everything is lush and green. Towns which seem to have unlimited bore water have green open spaces and parks and house yards which end abruptly with the dusty outskirts of town.

In contrast to the browns and reds of most of the landscape, the green areas and blue expanses of water are fresh and inviting.

Lake Moondarra, Mt Isa

Lake Moondarra

Chinaman Creek, Cloncurry

Chinaman Creek blue water, red soil

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