Friday, we are on our way to Coober Pedy.  As we leave Woomera, the horizen is so big, you think you can see the curvature of the earth.  It is an insecure feeling, like you might fall off.  Then we are quickly among the Mulga Bush and black Casurina trees.  The soil is red and the white limestone rocks shine in the landscape.  We pass an unexpected lake, and its shallow expanse draws me to stop. Its shores are a coral red.  The lake glows in the bright light.  On our route today, we interrupt eagles feasting on roo roadkill.  The crows fly off, but the eagles merely lift their heads and watch us fly by.  Part of this road is dedicated to the Flying Doctor Service.  The runway is set out on the road and all roadside posts are removed from this area.  We make Coober Pedy at 2.30.  We just have time to check out the Serbian Church, underground as well as the Catholic church .  Talking underground, my tent site is underground.  Its a bit spooky, but quiet as a grave, which is a change from roadtrains rattling by my head.