Broken Hill to Burra

Tuesday 15th January – Broken Hill to Burra

So here we are reluctantly leaving Broken Hill, wending our way back down to Adelaide.  We  decided to stop over for a few nights in a place called Burra.

The drive was absolutely beautiful – I find it hard to describe the dry beauty of South Australia, we are both completely taken with the place.  Everywhere we go is just stunning.  Whole landscapes of golden wheat and golden merino sheep.  We saw numerous emus, but not much of anything else, including people and cars. It’s delight to drive in.

Vast Skies

A100 trailer train we had to wait for

Open road with no cars to be seen

There were a few hamlets along the way, but no towns.  At Yunta we stopped for coffee at a petrol station and got talking to the owners,  friendly people.  A really solitary life out here – All there was, was the petrol station and a Hotel (pub).  We asked about how many people were in the region, and frequented his place to be told… 38!  The rest of his business was travellers like us.  Not sure he is going to make his fortune and we only saw about 3 cars the whole day.  Fascinating to talk to him.

 We arrived in Burra early afternoon and went to the information centre to pick up the keys to our cottage.  There had been a mistake with the booking, but it worked out to our advantage and we were given the keys to a wonderful little miners cottage called the Pig and Whistle, which was much nearer to the town centre and cheaper.  It was great. 

Helen the owner of the cottage gave us a call and asked us around to here cottage which is just outside the town.  We sat on her verandah walking a kangeroo and her baby eating the lawn.  What a lovely start to our stay in Burra.

Mother and Baby in Helen's back garden