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As he had done when they searched to the east of Wauchope, the pilot flew in a grid pattern to the west. The sky was clear, and by maintaining an altitude of one thousand feet, vision was excellent for a great distance in any direction.
After thirty minutes into the flight, they had seen nothing of interest apart from the main railway line than ran from Adelaide, the capital city of South Australia, to Darwin, the northern most city in the Northern Territory, and one narrow, dirt, road beginning near the Devil’s Marbles, and following a meandering route to an unknown destination far off to the west of the highway.
The road, or track as it should more appropriately be referred, traversed across the landscape in a winding, haphazard manner, incongruently, it seemed, given there seemed
