An eagle flies overhead, between us and Port Augusta. 
The view from our campspot. We are totally alone, just us, and this view.
The sight of our beautiful rig, finally with a little red dust in its cracks, is worthy of a gratutious photo.
Eve takes time out and absorbs the view with a magazine and glass of Clare Valley wine in tow.
A million bugs join us at sunset to enjoy the view.
A serene foggy morning delights us.
Jase grabs the camera to catch this magpie in flight above the cliffs. 
Once you've got red bulldust over the rig, you know you've travelled The Outback! You're now properly initiated! Love the photos - Jase is pretty darn good with his birds in flight.
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