Thursday 26 January Australia Day
We woke in the morning to find that the toilets in the nearby truckstop would not flush. This had something to do with the lake of sewage that had welled up and threatened to engulf our campsite. It was still trickling but the wind was obliquely across so we were spared the worst of the smell.
The scenery was a repeat of yesterday. Somewhat drier and a lot of scrub with the odd cow here and there. Late afternoon we reached Puerto Madryn, went shopping, paid for J’s penguin excursion tomorrow then into camp for the Aussie day barbeque. J gave out clinging koalas, somebody had glittery Aussie stickers, Yvonne made burgers & lamingtons, and we finished up with singing “Still Call Australia Home”, the first verse of the national anthem and whatever else came to mind. Leslie produced a PVC didgeridoo, complete with dot painting and wax mouthpiece, and proceeded to play it, including cyclic breathing. She is married to Scott and they ran trips across Broome-Darwin-Adelaide until recently.
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