Caught Premiers Bus north and it veered off the road at Rollingstone Pub and Hennie and I were dumped on the side of road - and in a puff of burning diesel the bus headed off to Cairns...
Some laconic Aussies were hanging around the bar as is usual at the Rollingstone Pub... they watched me as I dragged my panniers across the highway and then - still watching - while I hauled Hennie wrapped up in plastic - but then I am a farmer's daughter, so no problems !
I was not expecting much and was not disappointed - tho could have done without the piles of gecko poo and dead moths on the windsill - all adding a certain aroma to my room... would have been nice if they had thought to clean the toilet occasionally and even to give the bath and handbasin a bit of a rinse now and then.... ah well...
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| Note painted cement floor |
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| I used the heavy low table as my 'lock' on the door |
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| Scented by dead moths and gecko shit! |
So the pub isn't so nice, but a walk down to the servo for an ice-cream and a stroll along the back road to the river was really pleasant - there's a great free campsite on the river bank - should have brought a tent!!
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| Rolling Stone River - looking inland |
but the beer and burger weren't too bad, so I shouldn't complain... :)
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