Latish on day three I had to do about 30 kms of dirt road.
It was pretty corrugated and dusty, and the shaking seemed to cause an electrical fault.
When I push the brake pedal the brake lights come on, but so do the left indicators, steady not flashing.
There was a bit more than that but nevermind.
The fourth day got me to Cairns, about 3100km so far.
As I went north, roadhouse meals got bigger.
Day two, in Cobar, the request for "eggs on toast" got me two fried eggs on two pieces of toast.
Day three saw breakfast in Auguthella, and the eggs were joined by some fried tomato.
Day four was in the tropics, near Charters Towers, and "eggs on toast" produced three eggs, two toast, tomatoes, bacon and a hash brown.
Coming back, in Townsville, you got all this plus chips.
I spent a whole day in Cairns, shopping, washing, etc.
Then I went North again.
This is the tropics, but only a tiny amount is rainforest.
Most is tropical savannah, of which this is a not-too-well executed panorama shot.
As far as I could tell, the road is the
only man-made structure visible from this point.
The we left the main road for 25 kms of winding dirt, gravel and dust.
And I finally made it to the festival site.
I found a likely looking spot, but it was just past midday and pretty hot and humid,
so I went and visited the neighbours and hung out in the shade of their domes, as I will mention later.
As things cooled off a little, I made my camp:
The tarp over the top was because the mid-day sun passes two degrees south of
directly overhead, and this makes the tent much more liveable.