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Any visit to outback Australia is always very rewarding, but some tracks offer something special that make them stand out above the others.
The Sandy Blight Junction Track is located in the remote deserts of Western Australia and the Northern Territory and was constructed by Australia's last true modern day explorer, Len Beadell and his famous Gunbarrel Road Construction Party less than 50 years ago. During the very latter part of this road-making exercise, Len was suffering badly from the very painful eye condition called sandy blight, which feels like the eyeballs are coated with sand, with every blink making the eyes extremely painful. On the night Len was carrying out the astronomical observation of fixing the position accurately for this new corner, the condition of his eyes made his job so much harder, and by midnight, Len had obtained enough times and angles to produce the nearest possible fix available while in the field. During that night the words 'sandy blight' kept repeating themselves in his mind, and it was in this time of intense pain and discomfort that the name of the new junction was decided. The next day, after many painful hours of mathematical calculations to determine the correct coordinates of this new junction, a new aluminium plate was stamped out under the bold heading 'Sandy Blight Junction'.
Prior to travelling the Sandy Blight Junction Track, we had spent 10 days travelling a number of tracks that were built by the Gunbarrel Road Construction Party. We made our way back to the Warakurna Roadhouse on the Great Central Road for well overdue showers and to replenish our fuel supplies before our further adventure north. No visitor to Warakurna Roadhouse should miss the opportunity to inspect another tribute to Len and his team, the Giles weather station. The station, only a few kilometres north of the roadhouse, is Australia's most remote meteorological station and features the picturesque Rawlinson Ranges as a backdrop.
Built in 1988 as an official army bicentennial project, Lenny's Cat Cage housed the grader that was used to construct more than 6000km of new outback roads. Also on display in the car park area are the remains of the first Blue Streak Rocket that was launched from Woomera on June 5, 1964 and discovered approximately 50km south east of Giles in 1980. If you are fortunate to be at the weather station at the correct time, you will get to see first hand the launching of one of the weather balloons, learn how the station is run, and be given a rundown on the operations and how they use all the data collected at the site. We spent the best part of two-hours at the weather station and it was now time to leave Giles and make our way further east and start the next stage of our journey and another of Len's tracks.
We had no sooner left the roadhouse and started our way back along the Great Central Road, when we came across a vehicle in trouble on the side of the road. The workman from Alice Springs was on his way out to one of the local Aboriginal Communities when one of his rear tyres was punctured and needed changing. To his horror, the jacking handle for the jack was missing, and he had spent the last hour under his fully loaded Nissan ute slowly raising the jack with a small ring spanner. We were able to help out and in 15-minutes, we had his wheel changed and he was on his way to Warakurna to have his tyre repaired. It brought home the fact that you must be prepared for all types of situations that may arise when travelling in remote locations. We would love to have been a fly on the wall when he returned to Alice Springs and advised his fellow workers to check his vehicle correctly before being sent out by himself!
Back on our way again, we made a very small detour, turning off down the Wingelina road for a few kilometres to inspect the marker that Len erected for the original starting point for the then unnamed track north. At the official starting point for the new road north, there is a stand of desert oaks on the other side of the road, opposite the Len Beadell marker, which make a great little campsite. It is from here that it all started on the March 31, 1960.
After leaving this important little spot, it is back out to the Great Central Road and further east to the next marker that Len had blazed on a ghost gum, with Gill Pinnacle as the backdrop. What had only taken us a very short time to reach this spot along the main road had taken the Gunbarrel Road Construction Party 10 days. Travelling further east, the Schwerin Mural Crescent was terminating and the Rebecca Creek was getting closer. As there are no signposts to tell you where to turn off, it is important to carry out pre-trip preparations correctly. Just before reaching the Rebecca Creek, there is a track on the left, indicating that this was the start of the famous Sandy Blight Junction Track and it was now time to start the northward journey with the Anne Range and Mount Ant the next beacons. The road through this section is very wide, sandy and smooth.
You are now travelling parallel to the Waler James Range, and we were hoping that the track built by the Gunbarrel Road Construction Party into Bungabibby Rockhole would still be visible. The only bush sign that indicated that we may now be at the correct turnoff into the Walter James Range and the waterhole, was an old Ford wheel, complete with tyre leaning against a small bush and the well used track leading straight towards a gap in the range and hopefully Bungabiddy Rockhole. Turning towards the gap in the range, we were soon made aware that we were on the right track into Bungabiddy with a very old sign from the 'Keep Australia Beautiful' campaign days stating 'Do Not Litter or Pollute Water Holes'. Arriving at the end of the track, the gap in the range was clearly visible and we were at once greeted by the sight and sounds of hundreds of zebra finches. Any traveller to remote locations in outback Australia will be aware that a sure sign of reliable water in the area is local wildlife, and the great number of these birds would testify to this. Recent local rains in this area had brought to flower, the holly grevilleas that were numerous in this area and a very pleasing sight. As my group set off towards the gap armed only with cameras, my thoughts were reflected back into time and the sounds of Len's hobnail boots as he made his way up this silent canyon. We were not afforded the silence, as again the zebra finches were very noisy and echoed in the narrow rock covered canyon. Well before seeing the waterhole, the next sign of permanent water was the discovery of camel droppings, ground to fine powder by the countless number of feral camels that made their way up this one-way canyon in search of that life giving liquid. Another sign of an important location to the local Aboriginal people were the very old rock painting that stood as silent sentinels near this body of water. The water level was down a long way, nearly two-metres judging by the high water level markings on the rocks, but was still very deep. Sitting down and admiring the sheer size of the vertical walls and this large body of natural water, it would be a very unreal sight in a very wet season, with the water cascading down from higher up in the gorge and filling this remarkable rock hole. Making our way back to our vehicles, we decided to make use of this very pleasant area and made it our lunch stop, before venturing on.
Travelling still further north, there were signs of road works in the area, improving and building up some of the lower lying areas of the road, a sure sign that they may look fine when dry, but would be treacherous when the conditions became wet. While travelling through one of these areas we came across our first bush erected sign, painted on an old car bonnet, advising drivers that this was a 4WD track and no heavy trucks by order of Toby F. These roads were still wide and firm, but would turn quickly when wet and yes, heavy vehicles would do great damage to this road in such conditions. The country was now changing again, with the ranges very impressive in our rear view mirrors with open country in front of us. We were now starting to think if it was going to be like this all the way to Kintore and then track conditions changed instantly. There on the side of the road was one of those large green and white road signs, indicating Kintore straight ahead on a narrow two-wheel track, while the wide and smooth track continued to the right headed towards Tjukurla Aboriginal Community. We were now back to the preferred conditions, on tracks that see far fewer vehicles than other major 4WD destinations in outback Australia. Track conditions were constantly changing and we were soon in red sand dune country, dominated by large valleys of desert oaks. The ever changing scenery was making this part of the trip most enjoyable, apart from the few corrugations that must be expected in any remote area of travelling, and then a call came out over the radio that one of my group had stopped and was after some help. Over the previous week of travel over the Abandoned Section of the Old Gunbarrel Highway, the roads had slowly been taking its toll of one of the group's roof rack and now it was saying that it did not want to go on any further. Normally such a minor problem would be a setback, but with a perfect camping area set amongst a very large grove of mature desert oaks just ahead, there were no second thoughts and by 2.15pm we were set up for an early camp in what would have been one of the best campsites along the Sandy Blight Junction Track. We were able to rearrange the load from the rack to inside the vehicle and the crippled roof rack was strapped to the roof rack of another member's vehicle. It was agreed by all members of the group that it was a perfect location and with time on our side, one of the group cooked a roast for tea.
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The summit of the Sir Frederick Range at 688-metres is only 210-metres lower than the summit of Mount Leisler, which is the highest mountain in that part of Australia. Len knew immediately that when he first visited the range, the establishment of a survey beacon at its highest point would be paramount, to aid future follow up survey parties from the National Mapping Council. The views from the summit can only be described as breathtaking and the effort to reach this point is rewarding.
Back down to the main track and into ever changing scenery, with the burnt out country left behind and back into tall spinifex, tall termite mounds and those great desert oaks. I am never one to make late camps and when we came upon another perfect campsite in the desert oaks and sand dune country, close to the Western Australia/Northern Territory Border, we decided to call it a day, even though it was only 3.30pm. Setting up camp was a very quick and easy affair for us, as with all trips away, you always seem to refine on what you take away and how you set it up and this trip was no exception. Since our last trip away, we decided to replace our homemade awning set up on the side of our vehicle with a Black Widow awning, With its sturdy design and very quick set up timeit was a wise purchase. Just like their draw system that we already had fitted to our vehicle, their reliability and toughness is second to none, and the awnings are no exception. We soon had a great campfire going and unwound at the end of yet another perfect day of driving and our last night of camping in the deserts of Western Australia.
Crossing the border the next morning was followed by the mandatory photo stop for the Len Beadell State Border Marker, and it was here that we also noted the first signs from both Aboriginal Councils, advising all travellers that they must have the required permits while travelling through this Aboriginal land. Continuing our journey, we knew that our next major landscape feature would be the Davenport Hills, named by William Tietkens after Sir Samuel Davenport, the then President of the South Australian Branch of the Royal Geographical Society. This small group of hills was passed and it was not long before the most prominent feature of this area now came into view, the bluff of Mount Leisler and the track heading straight towards the eastern bluff. The road was guided by this bluff alone, and again we thought of Doug Stoneham, the bulldozer driver for the Gunbarrel Road Construction Party. In country like this, Doug was solely guided by prominent features, such as this bluff as he pushed this road further north. With the Davenport Hills still close by, we came to another of Len's famous road markers. On the side of the track with the Davenport Hills in the background, is a large white painted rock, weighing almost a tonne, with the wording '200 Miles'.