Toms Lake

What a place. This morning we went with Jeremy's friend Ed and his wife Rachel and helped clean out sheep troughs. We drove for miles along flat dusty tracks to each one. Ed's property stretching from horizon to horizon with hairy, not wooly, sheep called Daupers. Today's kangaroo sightings have more than made up for their lack on the rest of this trip and emus too.

This evening we went over to Ed's parents' homestead called Tom's Lake where there is a large creek full of water at the moment where everyone likes to waterski. In a few months the water will be gone but today beautiful trees dipped their boughs into its edges, birds of all sorts scattered in our wake and dirty carp yawned at the water's surface.

The water was warm, I even went for a dip and was talked into giving knee boarding a go. I knelt on a foam board, held onto the waterski rope and got pulled along the waterways by the noisy speed boat. It was good fun! Jeremy did proper waterskiing and did so very successfully.

From the main road all you can see is scrubland. These creeks and lakes are hidden gems, teeming with wildlife, reminding you that you really don't know what is beyond the tarmac of the much (or not so much) travelled road.