We set our alarm for 7:00am but it took us another 15 minutes to get up.
We had planned a relatively quiet day with the main focus of the day being a visit to the Living Desert Sculptures to watch sunset. With our friends we decided to head into the Broken Hill CBD and have a walk through the shopping precinct and photograph the many old buildings.
First stop was to a park that gave us a look at Broken Hill with the Line of Lode in the background. Next we headed into the Broken Hill CBD, parked the car and then headed off on foot to explore the main retail street.
We stopped for coffee and lunch at a restaurant we have visited several times before. After lunch we decided to head back to our campsite as the ladies were responsible for our planned happy hour later in the day. “He” flew the quad for a couple of minutes and took photographs of the area around our camp.
The weather was far from perfect and our plan was to visit the sculptures, enjoy happy hour at the sculpture site and then watch the sunset before returning back to camp. The plan was fine but the only problem was the cloud cover and a forecast of possible late showers.
We made a decision to proceed with the planned visit to the sculptures and we loaded the food for happy hour into our car.
The sculptures are only a short drive from Broken Hill and we travelled the distance fairly quickly. Entry was $4 per person and we were told by the council employee collecting the fee that the entry pass would be valid for three days. We stopped directly in front of us to allow his passengers to disembark. We passed the bus and whilst slowing to park the car, another car passed in front of us and parked in the spot we had chosen. People without brains!
We spent about 30 minutes looking at the sculptures before the first spots of rain were felt. A dark cloud that we had noticed to the west had arrived. There would be no sunset photographs today.
With rain increasing, we decided to abandon the planned happy hour at the sculpture site and reconvene at our campsite.
Upon returning to the racecourse, we were able to make use of a covered area and happy hour was attended by everyone.
The rain eventually stopped, the stars reappeared and we headed back to our caravan for the night. It would be a cold night and it was.