Arrival in Arthur River. That was a funny feeling. We were living alone in this farmhouse in the middle of fields and sheep (that was a horrible sound every morning) and the next town was Arthur River with his 5 residents.


We were picking big pieces of wood and rocks so the harvester will not get damaged.



After 5 days we moved on. To lonely there.
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