Posts Tagged ‘Devils Marbles’


I didn’t sleep last night. The tent was shaking and flapping in the gale force winds, and I lay supporting the frame from gusts in all directions. The rest of the day I was like a zombie staggering on – pushing against the strong winds and dreaming of sleep in a warm, wind-free place.

Devils Marbles

Devils Marbles

When I got up, Clement’s tent was gone – he’d dismounted it to prevent the wind from destroying it. Mine was only held in place by my panniers placed at the four corners.

The weather had changed. Stronger winds and colder. A few rests at roadhouses (including an alien roadhouse) was an attempt to regain my will to continue. I was never motivated today, though, as the road was absolutely dead straight and flat into the wind, and I was quite simply tired.

Stuart Highway

Stuart Highway


‘We eat kangaroo, emu, goanna,..’
‘How do you kill the kangaroo?’ I ask.
‘Shoot it,’ he replied, ‘or run it over.’ He chuckled.
Waiting for Clement in the supermarket in Tennant Creek I had a short lesson on bush tucker.

Devils Marbles

Devils Marbles

A group of aboriginals were hanging around the entrance to the supermarket, so I went and started talking to them while Clement was shopping. They told me of bush bananas and bush oranges. They told me how to cook a kangaroo, and they told about the bush version of marijuana. Clement is keen on cooking a road-kill kangaroo (if it is fresh). Now I know how to cook it..

After Tennant Creek there was an awful lot of nothing. The road was dead straight which plays on the mind. Clement ran out of water for the first time (I gave him some of mine). In the dry he doesn’t drink much less than me (compared to 1/5 of what I drink in Indonesia).

We arrived at Devils Marbles just as the sun was setting. They are very beautiful.

Devils Marbles

Devils Marbles