Not your standard marbles

I’ve taken my standard break from looking at my roadtrip photos. This is because I generally do not like any of my photos when I first download them. Something to do with expectation versus reality perhaps? After a couple of weeks I see humour or potential in a handful. I loved the Devil’s Marbles despite, and perhaps even because of, my camp mates – see Day 22. When I look at this all I can see is Popeye (missing his corn cob pipe).

Sky so clear there’s no losing the marbles. Waving the torch around doing this one drove my camp neighbours into their tent.