Wednesday 23 rd June Already refuelled at $1.38 we were ready early to move on. Libby made the first of her bold statements for the day. ‘We’ve been parked in a good position these last few days to survey the people who empty the toilet cassettes at the dump point. To a man, they have all been men. You see, it’s your job Eric, that’s evolution for you’. So this morning what happens? We both see a woman doing the task. Immediately I decided she must have been genetically modified. Eric drove to Cloncurry which sits on the banks of the Cloncurry River. These rivers must be a sight after rains. As the passenger my mind wandered, and I considered if she could have been an avatar at the dump point. Perhaps sent to upset the natural balance of our universe. Maybe it’s time I got behind the wheel to occupy my mind! After a quick fuel top-up ($1.50) we turned off the Barkly and north onto the Burke Developmental Rd which forms the northern end of the Matilda Way. We noticed immediat