Over a shared breakfast the next morning I was told about a place called Jokers Tunnel, just outside Yalgoo. Having decided the pickings where I was looking to fly were a little slimmer than I had hoped for and knowing I would soon be out of action for a couple of months at least, I changed my plans and headed back towards Paynes Find and a rather large lake near there, travelling along the road to Yalgoo.

There’s something special about waking up in a tent, with only a layer or two of canvas between you and the great outdoors. Part of that experience is what you hear… & what you don’t.

Far too long… since we witnessed the sun’s explosion of colour across the land as it sets on another day.

… and far too long since we sat out under the stars and marvelled at their brilliance, and the sheer magnitude of how many billions we can see…