Day 2 / Sunday (Nyngan – Wilcannia, 392km, 243 miles)

We got up early n the freezing cold and headed out in search of a good spot to shoot the sunrise.
Unfortunately, not knowing the area made it a bit difficult to know where to go, so we ended up on a dirt road just north of town.
The sunrise was gorgeous, and we shot what we could from where we were.
Unfortunately, as we were heading back into town an hour later, we passed a dam which had steam rising off it, which would have made for great foreground interest.
Note to self: try and scout out a good sunrise location before the sun goes down.
We got on the road and headed for Cobar, a mining town about 30km from Nyngan.
At Cobar, I had mobile coverage and decided to exploit that to book accommodation for tomorrow night in Tibooburra. Little did I know it at the time, but this decision was to prove itself a wise one.
After a half hour break for Max to have a run around and explore the old mining equipment on display in the park, we hit the road for the long haul to Wilcannia. 260km and no towns in between.
Well, if I thought Nyngan had little to offer, then what is there to say about Wilcannia?
We got to Wilcannia around 2 o’clock in the afternoon to find that nothing was open save the Shell Roadhouse.
Oh, and there was no mobile phone coverage, and only one place in town had internet access and that was the bank…. which was not open on a Sunday, of course!
Upon checking in to the motel, I was informed that the club is shut on Sundays, so the only place in town where we would be able to get a meal this evening would be the roadhouse, but we’d have to “let ‘em know in advance, or they’ll knock off early and go home”.
Right.
So mid-afternoon, we dropped in to the roadhouse and asked if we would be able to get an evening meal there.
I was told the “cooker goes off at 6:30, so you’d need to be here by 6:15 at the latest”.
So, what do you do in a rockin’ joint like this, after you’ve driven up and down all 16 blocks and seen every humpy in town?
And you’ve been down to the river and gazed upon it’s still, muddy visage?
And you’ve exhausted the excitement of looking at your ever-so-tiny motel room walls?
Why, you jump in the car and go for a drive out into the never never, that’s what!
Max and I headed out along a couple of the roads out of town, hoping to find a potential shooting location for tomorrow’s sunrise. Sad to say, we didn’t find anything even remotely interesting.
Guess we just have to hope the sunrise is a corker.
Tomorrow, we head north to the mining town of White Cliffs, then west to meet up with the Silver City Highway, then north to Tibooburra.

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