My wandering finally rolled into my parents place at Carinda NSW. There was never much point to the trip, I just wanted to get away from the noisy dogs next door for a bit but seemed to have gone from the frying pan into the fire as they for some insane reason have a rooster to keep their chooks company, thus rendering sleep kaput from about 03:30 in the morning. I imagine the whole town would willingly part its head from its body.
Carinda is not a busy place and the sheep here seem comfortable with the pace of life and were wandering around. In 20 years time it's difficult to picture more than a handful of people still here.
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