Today was always going to be a scoot day. Just get in the car and scoot the 530 odd kilometres to Roma. Reality was, we left late, scooted to Coles for last minute groceries, scooted to Autobarn to get cloth tape (fixes almost as much as Silastic), scooted to Supercheap to not get some desperately needed camp lights and finally scooted to BCF to complete our purchase itinerary.
On the road, we noted that Puma revelled in being loaded and just purred along. The sky was cloudless, our tired and frazzled minds slowly started to clear. All was good in the world.
Entering Goomeri, we just had to drop into the bakery and delight in some of their very fine pies and pastries. This place is an outstanding oasis on any sweet tooth’s bucket list. With full tummies we hit the road again for the very long, boring slog to Roma. The short cut in Chinchilla was met with a huge road working machine blocking our path necessitating a bit of off bitumen initiative to get around.
Miles for coffee, Wallumbilla for a quick look to the left and we were there. Day one done. Gets interesting from here on in.
Messages from our travelling companions revealed Annette and Bernie we all set for a 3am take off tomorrow morning with plans to meet us at Birdsville on Sunday, whilst Trevor, Sue and Maxi were camped for the night on the banks of Cooper Creek at Windorah.
The desert is becoming a reality now. We might just make it.