... and on the Twelfth Day (of October)
we crossed a running stream
for the first time in 12 days (3000km),
climbed a real hill for the first time in ditto
and did see the sunset over the Stirling Range

It had been wild weather for a couple of days
as we approached the Stirling Ranges,
in South-West Western Australia.
They rise, much as the Grampians in Victoria,
from fields of wheat.

juggling with industry for the horizon


Here a Dutchman has erected a real windmill – "The Lily" – which is used to produce stone-ground grain. The windmill mechanism is imported from Holland, the building is made from recycled timbers and bricks of local origin.

Compare with these modern windmills generating electricity on the Eyre Peninsula.


in a sea of wildflowers, here is a field of a farmer's legumes



Here is an inadequate photo of the amazing Stirling Range Retreat, where we were astonished by the energy, passion and generosity of the hosts in sharing their knowledge and inspiring enthusiasm for the environment.


and here is the road up to Bluff Knoll

and here is some of the view from there

We returned to Bluff Knoll at 5.40pm, sunset expected just after six

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