We awoke to another beautiful day; no wind and clear sky. Left Warren, a very nice camp with noisy galahs. It’s a great little town surrounded by irrigated very flat cotton country. Headed for Nyngan bakery and a coffee. Another nice town where the locals all came out to view the cars; one lady wanted to sell us a Model A. Did some IGA shopping. Surrounded by dry flat farming country and then onto Cobar, a mining town surrounded by pastoral scrub lands and gum trees as well as numerous mines, but a very friendly town; even the police waved to us. We had lunch, refuelled and filled our jerry cans with fuel as petrol stops can be a fair way apart. Headed 8kms out of town to Norwood, a station I had visited on Glad’s inaugrual trip. Bill Arnold owns the property and is a collector of cars and machinery, and his manager Steve Morton greeted us like old friends. We spent a hour looking at his collection: B Model, Buicks, Austins, Steam Engines etc, endless!
Onto Emmdale Roadhouse to camp the night; mozzies extremely bad, had nice dinner at the roadhouse, a wild place but friendly. Mozzies where so bad that during the night they carried Colin away, Frank was the blood bank for them. A rough end to day 3. Homeward bound, but we are now heading west and we completed about 380 kms.
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