Ignoring the alarm at 6:30 in the morning I had another 2 hours of sleep. The idea of getting up so early was catching a good light for the ghost town visit. I reckon the light would be best either in the morining or in the evening and since I had to leave Kal at noon I wanted to get up early.
Well, it turned out that where the ghost town should have been were only signs telling you that you are looking at a patch of land where formally the saloon was or some other town building. I mean I have a lot of imagination but only signs? Come on!
I switched to Ennio Morricone on my iPod ( just to make the imagination more vivid ) and strolled along the former main street down to the cementary. At least they left some of the graves. Even though the former citizens started to dig for gold all over the grave yard. Dig out your former tent mate to look if he is having his “final” rest on a gold mine? Thats what I call desperation.
After all, Ennio did the job and after looking at blank spaces and holes in the ground I left somehow satisfied.
Before I filled blank spaces with imagination I had a big breakfast at a place where everybody else had his too so I thing it was very good, I took a walk around the main street here in Kal which has some nice old buildings and I took a look at an aboriginal art gallery.
Then I hit the road to Esperance. I was more or less driving south. I am not fooling you into the impression that those 400km where exeptionally interesting.
Coming to Esperance I gave Angie a call and we met so I could follow here to their house. There I met Tilo and even his brother Ownen and Emma came over to say hallo. Angie did a delicouse supper. It was really great seeing this guys again after we met last year in Austria.
Plans for tomorrow: I will accompany Tilo and two engineers. The engineers have to take a look at some lakes to finde the best way to get the water flowing in the desired direction. Or something like this.
Anyway, its bushwalk for me tomorrow and I really hope I see my first living and jumping kangaroo after all those flat ones on the side of the street.