Ladies Well

It's one of those days that provides many an image to post.  Boot Hill (where lost souls go) - a fence & tree awash with old shoes & even a few snow skis....it's no where you would travel unless you knew why you were going down this road....it does't really go anywhere in particular except here... Ladies Well.
A series of waterholes, fed by the Allyn River - amidst gods country it is a place to hang out on a hot day...rope swings & rocks a plenty for launching into the crystal clear (& deep) waterholes below ...but go prepared for anything...including a flat tyre.

The evening turned into a street party - where neighbours come togther for a street game of cricket & all the rules that determine right from wrong - in from out. Food, drinks & the exchange of produce by a community that sticks together.

A big shout out to our gorgeous hosts Rob&Camille & their tribe of merry kids...for having us in their house at this crazy time of year. It felt like only 6mo ago we caught up - not 8 years (or whatever the heck it has been)

& you're right - I'm not marking this on the map ;)