Coolgardie

Thinking back now all these years later. I have no idea what drew me to these desolate wastes of Western Australia. After the sublime oasis of Perth I was drawn like some primeval suicidal moth to the glittering, shimmering, god-forsaken flat ancient geological past of the Southern Hemisphere. I felt good here. The very fact that you could survive there gave me .....I don't know what......The very fact that we should not be here.......hot..uninhabitable.....dry.... red dust and fuck-off powder blue sky day after day... and the very fact that I could hitch-hike this shit made me feel like some kind of giant.
Yeah others had tried it. Get to Coolgardie, Well done!! Now get to Kalgoorlie. Whole lot of different shit!! This was almost moonwalking. Land, horizon and sky and that was it. I can't remember a single individual who made an impression on me or became a friend. All those individuals who gave  me a lift chatted to me or gave me a bottle of water.