Yeah, could be worse. While we were waiting at Drysdale for the tilt-tray, we got talking with a lovely Scottish gent, 75 years old, called Roger. He was travelling on his own, had flown out from the UK and landed at Darwin, hired one of those Cheapa Camper things and was travelling slowly down the Gibb and various offshoots (like Drysdale). The camper people had told him he wasn't to a) deflate the tyres at all(!) and b) if he got a flat, he wasn't to change it himself, he was to call them (how, one wondered) and they'd get someone out to help him.
We waved Roger off yesterday morning from Drysdale, and heard this morning that he'd got half way along the track to Mornington when he broke an axle, and had to abandon the camper van by the site of the road. He got a lift the remaining 50 kilometres, made a pay-phone call, and got a quote for $6,000 to truck the thing out. Happy days.

