"My legs were like jelly. My throat burned. The heat was insane. I was gulping down a liter of water every three miles- a rate that would leave me high and dry long before I reached Pardoo Roadhouse, 85 miles distant."

Roff Smith, Cold Beer and Crocodiles


"I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains, of ragged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains.."