Fortified with a hearty breakfast of steak and eggs, we set off for the Peterman Ranges. The Mulga country captivated me with the black trunks of mulga trees jutting out of the plains of golden grassland and red soil, and the distant lavender hills hidden behind them. While we bounced along the unsealed highway, I looked forward to each new kilometre and the landscape around each bend, my eyes feasting on the rich and vibrant array of colours. Bang! Bang! Bang! One of the boys hammered on the window. Dad pulled the Rover to the graded roadside. C1, my older cousin climbed down clutching his head and groaned, ‘I have an awful headache.’

via Trekking With the T-Team: Passing the Petermann Ranges — Mohamad Al Karbi


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