After an enjoyably eclectic breakfast with Bert Roberts in a caff round the corner from where I was staying in Austinmer, NSW ...
|Breakfast. Don't look for it: it's not there anymore.|
|Sydney Harbour. Not a postcard view.|
|Sydney Opera House, so it is.|
That evening I gave a talk at the Australian Museum on the theme of The Unknown; and the next day did much the same at the University of Wollongong. But the time soon came to say goodbye to Bert and fly from Sydney to Melbourne, where I hooked up once again with Michael Westaway and joined him in a flight to Mildura, a small town on the Murray River more or less where NSW, Victoria and South Australia meet.
|Flying Down To Mildura|
Sunset at Mungo is breathtaking ...
|The rush hour near Lake Mungo gets into full swing.|