Day 4 and Day 5

Wednesday May 13

We drove from Narrandera to Peak Hill, WITHOUT INCIDENT.
We didn't trust the truck to behave so we carried lots of water, drove fairly slowly and stopped quite often to check the motor, (which meant tipping the cab, remember!)

Before we left, I had anticipated climbing in and out of that truck no more than twice a day.
By the time we reached Peak Hill, my back was in a horrible spasm. Can't imagine why!!!!! :-)

It was a pleasure to reach "friendly surroundings". Leighton and Pauline were as hospitable as usual and we appreciated the scones, jam and cream. They had a new scheme for their wireless internet -- $5 for 24 hours, so we made good use of this. They found a massage person for me and I made plans to see her the next day. In the interim, Steve gave me an excellent massage, using the vibrating machine and I felt a different person by next morning.
Steve woke up with a hacking cough. He would have pressed on but I felt that we both needed a rest, so we stayed there for another night.
During that rest day, I took a tour of Peak Hill on the gopher. Alone. Independence!!! This little town has amazingly friendly people. As I wandered along, many locals greeted me, gave me information and offered ideas of what I might like to see. Many of the shops have the original pressed tin verandas. Although there are many unoccupied buildings, the essentials are there --- little supermarket, cafes, butcher, hotel, solicitor, library, a beautiful little hospital, primary and Catholic schools and an incredible array of craft and antiques. One day I will take the tour of the old gold mine.

Peak Hill is situated between Parkes and Dubbo.

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