Flinders Ranges





View from my travelling window Flinders Ranges 

Flinders Ranges appear a collection of ridges, gorges, plains and mountains; layers of rock, crumpled, tilted and folded. A rainbow of muted golds, browns, greys, soft spearmint greens and purple against a striking blue sky. The kids find their groove making rock sculptures and animal homes in the dry river bed of our first campsite. 

Keeping it real today as I slip on my new outdoor pants (you know that quick-dry-zip-off-into-shorts-adjustable-waist kind guaranteed to flatter any figure. Child 1 (Mowgli) and Child 2 (anti-Princess) approve. Mowgli even wants a pair for his own wardrobe. Husband strongly disapproves. No doubt photo evidence will appear at some stage in the future. 

There is a layer of red dust coating every surface and Princess hasn’t showered in a week. Mowgli still refuses to cut his hair but is insisting on a headband to secure his flowing locks. We explore the Flinders Ranges on the hunt for a gorge walk. Not yet having learned to download maps ahead of time, this takes significantly longer than necessary and by the time we arrive we’ve eaten through our snacks and our patience. We’re distracted from the ancient sedimentary rock formations by the smell of the remains of numerous wild goats sprawled out at the base of the gorge and the surprise appearance of a gigantic wolf spider.  The nights are cold but we’re warming slowly as we head north. 

Mowgli is not coping with the three flies buzzing around and has added a flynet to his outfit. Mowgli is all about matching. See him here cleverly camouflaged with his surroundings. He has also decided he wants a crochet headband to secure his hair. Princess has been industriously creating fingerknitted bracelets for friends at home as well as learning to crochet during the long drives. We affectionately call her “Squeeky Wheel” owing to the volume of her demands and emotional outbursts. We are all adjusting to being in confined spaces with said Squeeky Wheel. 

I have been totally overdoing the snaps of local eucalypts! They are a tad addictive! 




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