Day 34 – Rest Day at Oodnadatta
My plan for today was to visit the many historical places in Oodnadatta, complete my washing, work out my travel itinerary to get home by the 13th via Sydney and Newcastle. It will be a chance for me to visit three of my daughters during my journey home.
One of the two new solar powered remote area water treatment plants has been installed and is operational in Marla and here in Oodnadatta. Four dollars for twenty litres of clean drinkable water. It is certainly cheaper than buying bottles at the roadhouse.
“OCA (Outback Communities Authority) said the coin operated dispensers provide high quality water to the travelling public and in times of need to the local community. These Outback Water Stations are ‘self-contained’ water treatment plants utilizing reverse osmosis filtering technology powered entirely by renewable solar energy. They have a zero carbon footprint.”
The railway museum was more than just a museum. It was full of the town’s history as well as many Aboriginal stories of the region. Well worth a visit if you ever come to Oodnadatta. I stopped in for a lemon squash at the local pub. My family think I’m just doing a pub crawl considering I have been getting selfies at all the pubs on my travels so far. It just happens to be a great meeting place for all travellers.
I had a huge chuckle when I walked past the four old cars parked in the side yard of a place in the main street. They were from four different decades, ‘Long Term Carpark’ I called it.
I headed back to the Post Office which is inside the Pink Roadhouse to mail some post cards and a present to my grandchildren Maddie and Harry. I had purchased several post cards from places I have stayed at over the past week or so. I have to wait till I get to a Post Office to mail them.
At the roadhouse there was about thirty motor bikers with six support vehicles. All were fuelling up and adjusting tyre pressures. I saw a couple doing running repairs to broken bits. I spoke to one of the guys inside after he ordered some food. They had all met as a group in Birdsville (they were from all over the country) and have ridden the Simpson Desert and were off to Marree down the Oodnadatta Track then up the Birdsville Track back to Birdsville, they called it the Big Circle.
While I was preparing dinner I rang Coober Pedy to book a room in one of the Underground Motels. Because of all the current happenings in the Outback right now, you couldn’t just rock up and get a room – places were filling quick. I tried a couple of places, all booked out. I was so lucky there was one room left at ‘The Underground Motel’, now mine for tomorrow night.