Today the tent fly was saturated with dew. Made the pack-up a little cold on the fingers. Frost again and I wanted to quickly get moving. 
Today was a continue on the Go-Kart Track with its PUDS as it climbed its way to the regions Television Towers. They look a lot closer each hill you crest just to go down and see it all again on the next peak. Finally got there and a bloke was climbing the tower. Conversation goes. "How high you got to go?" "About half way". "Your mad", says I. How far you walking? He says. "1200 kilometres in total ",I say. "You're mad" says he.
The walk then starts a long eventual loss in height with its PUDS all the way though. From the ridge line you can see Port Pirie to the west and Wonoka Plains to the east.
The track then takes a turn though a gate into farmland and the camp site. Not happy again with the camp site Trying to find a level spot that not under the dead branches of the trees. Its basic camping in Australia that you don't pitch your tent under the widow-makers yet they have a whole campsite under 5 or 6 large gum trees with dead branches. On top of that the water in the tank had that lovely Tannin colour and flavour. I just flavoured it with more dead leaves and called it tea.
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