Broken Hill Sculpture Park

Like good little tourists my friend and I took ourselves to Broken Hill’s sculpture park. Here are my contributions to the large quantity of photos of the sculpture park already in existence on the internet.

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The town of Broken Hill

Right now I’m on a cruise ship, hopefully soaking up the sun, sipping cocktails in a cocktail dress or snorkeling (hopefully not in a cocktail dress).  In the mean time, here are snapshots from a road trip to Broken Hill that took place back in August. Attempts to find a two-up game in honour of Wake in Fright failed but there were ample compensations – more posts to follow.  Snorkeling opportunities may be limited in the outback but Broken Hill definitely deserves a second visit.

A town beneath a spoil heap and a fancy restaurant perched on top of that spoil heap

Such milkshakes! My lunch consisted of a coconut rough milkshake and a hot dog. I even bought my fellow a ye olde potato gun.

Mildura to Broken Hill

Road trip!

Crossing the Darling River anabranch

Emus at Lake Popiltah

 

Storm clouds on the road from Ivanhoe to Hay

Got to experience the aftermath of torrential rain on the Cobb Highway from Hay to Ivanhoe back in July.  Bonus points to me for choosing the paved road over the dirt Balranald Road. Was very thankful for the peaked road centre which provided a path above the flooded drains. It can’t have been all that bad because by the afternoon it was like the road had never flooded.

 

Grim day at Lake Benanee

So many times I’ve driven by Lake Benanee and not stopped. The day I did have time it was late afternoon and the weather building up for rain, rain and more rain. Not exactly prime photo taking conditions.

Adelaide

 

June. Trip to Adelaide to catch up with family. Parties, chocolate, plenty of fine meals, markets, antiques, alleyways, biking around Adelaide parks, swing dancing, jazz, art galleries, museums, second hand bookshops. Almost none of these things I took photos of.

Day trip to the Barossa Valley

Wine tasting, a pleasant meal, second hand bookshops, stunning scenery. None of these things I took photos of.

View from a walking trail in the Barossa Valley

A detour on the way back to our accommodation