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Amber Martin knew nothing about Tennant Creek other than the Ghan stopped there briefly on its way north to allow the passing of a freight train heading in the opposite direction. Amber had never expected to know anything more than that; she had certainly never expected they would have to get off the train before they arrived at Katherine the following morning. Plans, however, were nothing more than intentions; they have a way of changing according to circumstances.
If legend was to be relied upon as having some basis in fact, Tennant Creek was founded when a bullock-driven wagon carrying beer north broke down at the site, in the early days of settlement in the Northern Territory. With the South Australian border eight hundred kilometres to the south and Darwin and the Timor Sea one t
