After our flight, it was well into lunch time, so we went to the roadhouse in William Creek for a bite. The choices were limited in all possible ways. We ordered some sort of meat and it was edible and neither of us had gastric issues, so it must been acceptable.
Since we no longer had a plane to catch, we took our time and enjoyed the sights along the road. Above is that ubiquitous machine, the wind-driven water pump. No doubt the source of life for the men and cattle on this station.
