Admitting defeat!

After a very lazy start we very slowly drove back to the Community. This was confronting as always but the Store was quite revealing.
After filling the car with petrol at $2:60 per litre cash we walked over to the Store through countless mangy dogs lolling around everywhere. Then there was a small covered in verandah which seemed to contain at least a dozen people sitting cross legged on the benches and floor that had to be negotiated. There were two very large metal doors and naturally I chose the one that proved to contain the phone contained inside a metal cage inside the store.
A very elderly indigenous lady kindly sorted me out and as we walked inside we were blown away to discover an immaculate, highly organised mini supermarket being managed by an elderly couple from Ballarat.
We chatted with them as an enormous aboriginal man took several trips into the shelves in order to use up all of his food voucher. It was good to see the food he was acquiring was what any parent would buy to feed their family.

The store is behind the bushes.

We headed off down the Tanami once more aiming for the Balgo Community to hopefully see the glass the residents are now working in. Most of it goes to overseas buyers who fly in to the very dodgie strip they have.
We got within 50 kms and realised that the track was beyond us. We only saw one other vehicle and that was from the community.


 So sadly we turned around and literally crawled the 200 something km out back to the highway, mostly on the verge of the road.

Sometimes even completely off the road, actually on the wrong side of the road sign! The corrugations would give you a nose bleed rising up and down them.

I know I am not supposed to be doing favourite cow photos this year but I couldn't resist capturing this girl as she stared in at us while we waited for the mob of several hundred she was part of to wander across the road as we sat and waited.