3 Days off on annual leave makes ten days in total to escape the Suburban lights. With the bike packed and a rough idea on where 10 days were going to be spent the bike and I left the suburban lights of Melbourne after work on a Thursday night for a sleepover at Mum and Dads in Bendigo. With an early start Friday morning Broken Hill beckoned in the distance. Dry dams and skinny sheep were the high light of the ride to Mildura. The furrows in the ground from the ploughs were that straight I thought the only way for this to happen would be from GPS steered tractors. The fuel stop between Mildura and Broken hill has long been closed leaving this the only option for fuel. The display from the welcoming party of Flies was first class. Accommodation for my two night stay at Broken Hill. It was old, every floor board creaked but the place was spotlessly clean. Nothing like an old Peppercorn tree for a bit of shade. One big mullock heap with the miners memorial at the top left. The miners memorial is record of the miners that died on the job. One cant help but think there were a lot more than what was documented here. A grand view from the memorial. The night life entertainment was spectacular with a light and movie show being shone on the old council building. A visit to Broken Hill would not be complete without a visit to this Aussie legends home which is now a museum/shop/memorial of Pro Hart. A short ride out to Silverton where Mad Max two was filmed. Looking back at the pub. And inside the pub. The Bangers and Mash come highly recommended by me. An old building that one can only wonder how hard it was to live out here in another era and how grand this building would have been. Trips to old cemetery's can tell stories themselves. It appears there is a family resting here. A ride to the SA border. The road lazily meanders through the dry country side. An early ice cream was beckoning but the freezer was empty. The coffee was second choice but first class. Talking to the young couple here they have only just opened the bar up as it had been closed. No fuel was available. Leaving Broken Hill the next stop for fuel was Wilcannia. As the SD was fussy and liked to run on Premium unleaded the BP which was hidden out of sight down the back streets was the place to go. Heading out of town heading for our next overnight stop at Tilpa we were greeted with this. Mud flats from the Darling river for as far as one could see. The SD handled superbly on the different dirt road surfaces. From the rough corrugations to the loose soft dirt it never once gave me a moment to be alarmed. The first warning sign I read was for bulldust. It was around 8 inches deep and had a bottom that did not allow the wheels to go where I was directing. Lucky for me I was travelling at walking pace.