06-Jul-2004 -- This was our 3rd year with a Four Wheel Drive.
Last year (2003) we had a trip to Marree, Mungerannie, up the Birdsville Track and ending in Broken Hill. That was in our 23yr old Nissian Patrol with our wobbly headed toy dog on the bonnet.
This year Mum and Dad (Jenny and Martin) asked if we wanted to go find a confluence.
We answered "A WHAT?"
After we saw the website and knew more about it we thought yeah, especially since we were going through the Desert.
We were on our way to the Simpson Desert, now in our 12yr old 80 series Land Cruiser. We went along the Frenchline with a new wobbly headed toy dog, that lost his head a couple of times on the corrugated tracks.
It had just been a normal day in the desert. We woke up, had breakfast, packed the tent and swag up and we were on our way with one difference, we had to turn left and travel between the sand dunes which had flowers, bushes, rocks and bumps.
Eventually, at 10am we came to the point on the map where we thought we should turn. There were lots of bumps but the worst thing was there was tyre tracks leading to where we were going. We were a little bit worried but after some time they stopped.
Mum was keeping a good eye on the GPS.
12 kilometres and a few hairy hills later, Mum said we were near it. So Dad stopped the car, gave me and my little sis a hand held radio each and me the GPS.
While Katie went bush-walking I went to find the confluence and I was finally close by to it. I called out to the family and Dad was there in seconds. He took the GPS for a while then I continued and we were there.
I, Cassie, was the one who found it (with abit of help from Dad) and first stood on the confluence point, at an altitude of 73 metres.
Much rejoicing was had and then we took all the obligatory photos & went off to have lunch & try to find our way back to the main track.