again .
With the dawn came no hangover , I ’ d been surprised . Waiting for Oliver to clamber from his swag I wandered over and offered again to stick around and help with his repairs .
“ Nah , all good mate ,” he shrugged . “ I don ’ t know when the parts are coming , you guys continue on .”
We ’ d suggested that we ’ d meet somewhere on our travels , but I doubted it would eventuate . Like the caravaners , we had a timetable of sorts to adhere to , Oliver was just wandering with a plan , this is a massive land , he was heading one way , we the other .
Five weeks had taken us west along the Gibb , on to Broome , Cape Leveque , then to loop around the Great Northern Highway and make our way back to Kununurra .
“ I knew you guys would be back ,” John , grinned . “ Same again ?”
We declined , suggesting we ’ d want a cabin for a few nights . John ,
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