After a big breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast we headed off with Craig for a tour of cave paintings, petroglyphs and fossil fields. He told the most enjoyable story of his culture, life and history of the aborigines. At noon we were back at camp for our tast of 'roo tail. Ian passed, but the rest of us tried it. All agreed it was a bit greasy, gamey and didn't smell so great (probably because it was cooked in foil buried in coals with the skin and hair still on it!!!) Mike and I purchased a piece of art from Craig which makes it really special to us. After lunch we packed up, crossed more dry creek beds and back roads (still bumping around in the Wayoutback bus) saw remnants of a few old settlements, ranger stations, etc. We stopped back at Stuarts Well to see Dinky the Singing Dingo....an 8 yr old dingo who was rescued during the dingo poisoning campaigns and learned to "sing" when Jim's daughter's were learning to play the piano. It was really more of a "howl" since dingos don't even bark! Our day ended at Glen Haven Gorge where we enjoyed happy hour at the pub while Brad grilled steaks for us for our last nights dinner. Afterwards, we traveled a few miles to our final campsite...no toilets, no showers, no place to sit...only a place for the fire!!! There was just a sliver of moon so the sky was more dramatic than ever. A few lucky ones even got to see part of a meteor shower during the night.
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