With the air conditioning set to 'SubZeroFreeze', Barbados dance music set to 'AreYouDeafYet' and Cruise Control set to 'DesertBlazing' we cruise through the outback. The dust cloud behind us can be seen from space and we are making good time on atrocious unsealed tracks leading to one of the world’s best parties: The Birdsville races.
The Birdsville races have existed since 1882 and grow bigger every year. It all boils down to an all Australian outback piss up where everyone is everyone else's friend.
Everybody knows what the outback is, but no one really knows where it is. So just to make sure there's no discussion whether this is the outback, Birdsville was chosen for the event.
We make good time and work through the 1700 kms and get there if the afternoon of the 2nd day. Kieran had to endure a make-shift bath...
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