Charleville

The drive to Charleville was long and full of wild life, and death. There were animals on or near the road, the pic show some emu chicks close to the side of the road with Dad looking on. (Emu mums are the ultimate feminists, they lay the eggs, give them to Dad and take off for the emu equivalent of a singles bar). Apart from the emus, there were kangaroos, goats by the hundreds, sheep, cattle, lizards, snakes and a couple of pigs. Road kill all the way made the trip a bit smelly, and dodging carcasses became a full time occupation.
We stopped at Baileys Bar caravan park. After we said we knew Dave Butcher but were not responsible for any of his debts, they let us in and gave us a really good site.
We will be here for two nights, so tomorrow we will be tourists for the day.