I read recently that 97% of every location in the lower 48 states of the US is within 3.2 miles of a road.* In Australia it's probably the other way around: 97% of Australia is further (much further?) than 3.2 miles from any road...
And so, there we are bowling down a road that looks like this, with nary a car in sight (and in fact, hardly a car seen in either direction for over 100km):
...when we had a puncture. In fact, two punctures, at same time -- which in a place like this, is a bit of a disaster, as we only have only one spare tyre.
Fortunately for us there is someone around with a sense of humour, witness the sign.
Cobra Station. Or, for American readers, Cobra Ranch.
Otherwise known as the Old Bangemall Inn, once the local pub for station hands...
The station is called Cobra because of the cobra snake-like shape of the land concession.
|The caravan park at dusk, day 1|
We order a tyre from Carnarvon, back on the coast (some 400 kms away). Deliveries via Gascoyne Traders take place once a week, but we are hoping there will be someone else coming through earlier. And so we begin our wait.
We sit outside the van, sipping a glass of wine as the sun settles behind the trees.
Things could have been a lot worse...
*USDA Forest Service figures as quoted in Wired Science Sept 19, 2012