Climbing Mt Woodroffe |
 “Once a jolly swagman …”: Eric in his swag (with mine on the left) on a soft bed of sand. We turned in before 9:00 pm, and I had a good night’s sleep – disturbed only by the occasional howling of dingoes and braying of feral donkeys. I woke shortly after 4:00 am and lay for a while in my swag staring at the staggeringly clear star-filled skies above me. It was particularly pleasing to see several shooting stars. |