The previous evening before tea, we were visited by one of the elders from the community. Though we had permission to camp there, it seems he just wanted to check for himself that we had been told we could . We assured him  that everything was okay and that all would be left as we found it. He was happy with that and left us for the night.

Then next day we cleaned up and headed for Wingellina where we were told we could top up the cars with fuel.

One final pose at the the corner post before we left.

 Once we arrived at Wingellina, we learnt that the aboriginal who had the key to the fuel pump, which was securely locked up in a metal cage, had disappeared for the day and we were unable to top up. We still had a couple of jerry cans full so we used them instead.

We then got permission to photograph the side of the community building before going in to see the art centre . We had already had a couple of women come up to us to sell us some of their craft work. I bought a couple of baskets from them.
After that we were on our way again, travelling along the Giles-Mulga Road formerly known as the Gunbarrel Highway. There were huge patches of water along here which the men loved going through.

There were alot of cars along this road that had been dumped. Some one has a sense of humor though...

The countryside was  fabulous and there were more Len Beadell markers to be seen.

Amata was one of the nicer looking communities we passed. At least it seemed that way from a distance.

Passing Mt Connor on our right this time we finally arrived at Curtin Springs were we had lunch and refuelled.

Our next stop was at the Mt Ebeneezer roadhouse for ice creams and drinks.

We spent the night at Kulgera with another beautiful sunset.
And so ended the first day of our last week travelling. We were now homeward bound.