Excited by the opportunity to see somewhere I didn’t even know existed until I was told about it, I brought my camera gear eager for for my 2 week stint.
Although not as deep a shade as the Pilbara or the Kimberley’s, the soil had that reddish tone typical of Australian outback. The landscape was broadly flat, with only the occasional hill here and there, including the ones the town was built on. It was the most remote I’d ever been in Australia.
One day I was chatting to the owner of the accommodation I was staying in. He mentioned a small hill that locals used, close to the airport, and suggested I would get some good shots of the landscape from there.
The day I went was the day of a massive storm, and it seemed a good time to go. Sure enough I found a small site, with a improvised BBQ/fire and square blocks of stone for seats.
The view was magnificent, with the storm clouds passing by. Unfortunately the lighting occurred too far away to capture, but the effects of the storm were epic. It was such a mesmerising place , I could have stood there for a while, but more bad weather was coming, and pretty much stayed for the rest of my stay. I’m sure the site is still there.