Well, we got to know it, not much but a little bit, as we were delayed for two days due to a bad dust storm. The people of Bourke said they have not seen such a bad one since 1960.
We flew out, but after an hour a message came through that we would not be able to land at Leigh Creek where we were heading. When we returned to the airport the storm was approaching and it was very windy and cold.
The air got very dusty and pinkish.Flying out it got dimmer...
and dimmer; it was very rough, windy and rainy and the Commander had a hard time and we too! We plunged and shook, but our experienced pilot brought as back safely.
There was nothing around than pink dust, no view any more to anywhere. The storm was bad up there and when the message came that we could not land we had to turn back to Bourke. For us it is not not any more "The Back O'Bourke" it is now "Back TO Bourke"!
The landscape from above is breathtaking all the different patterns...
a leaping frog...
or the never ending desert and the Darling
The Commander was very dirty after the storm and all hands were needed to clean it up.
Pretty details;
Pink and lace are the pretty homes;
People have a sense of humour;
The main shopping area;
The tiny native straw flowers in full bloom everywhere around the airport;
The beautiful pink flowering Eucalyptus trees were in flower along the streets in Bourke.
The next day was still very windy so we decided to stay one more night in Bourke.
