Sisters take a road trip into the outback, and the road goes on forever in western Australia.
It seems that rewards await at the end of every journey. This time it comes in the form of an underwater observatory in Busselton.
Deeper into the outback they drive.
This day ends with evening strolls and morning jogs along the beaches of the beautiful Bay of Isles, in the town of Esperance.
After a long drive through brush fire damage to Kalgoorlie, Mare explains to a woman that she and her sister are traveling on their own for a while.
“Oh yes,” the woman says. “Girls need to take time from their husbands for manicures, spa days, and shopping.”
Little does the woman know that they’re “not those kind of girls.” These gals are more interested in Australia’s largest gold mine, and the Country’s oldest operational brothel!
They call semi-trucks hauling three containers (or more) “road trains” in these parts. These monsters of the highway can have as many as 84 tires and weigh up to 150 tons.
Back on the west coast the sisters land on a different planet. Nobody knows for sure how the stalactites actually formed in the Pinnacles Desert, as each geological theory dispute the other.
Time to fly away from the west and journey to the red center. Alice Springs lives a world away from everywhere else in Australia.
It does not take long for them to find a favorite bar, “Uncles.” Bars will be bars and boys will be boys. The bartender throws out one very big, cranky, drunk man. No worries. Soon, an extremely intoxicated Aboriginal guy serenades the sisters with an unintelligible song.
One does not visit Alice Springs for the company. Access to Uluru and Kata Tjuta draws the curious. Mare says, “The feeling of being there defies description.”
Where will the girls go next? Ron Mitchell