Blanche Cup and the Bubbler

We got to Blanche Cup and the Bubbler. The way that anyone could travel through here, first nations or colonists, was by discovering the water sources dotted through here. They're very fragile and have duck walks up there now to protect them. The bushes covered with salt are incredible.

Blanche Cup

Amazing bushes covered with salt

The Bubbler

The area of lush green near the Bubbler

The road has a few trucks, mainly convoys of gray nomads. When a truck came, we stopped, as you can't even see through the dust.

We stayed at Coward Springs on the 22nd. It is a tiny little cubbie hole of a spring, wooden planks surrounding and a weird spa blaster that is unpleasant to sit next to. Space is tight. Once we jumped in, the other three people left. Later that night, we got positively eaten by mosquitoes. That answered the question of whether we'd stay another night. The incense in the toilets is really impressive though. Zero insects in there. The trees and green vegetation is quite a surprise after all the kilometres of desert shrubs and sand. Our first nations people used these springs in order to travel through the area. Turns out the European colonists followed the same original path to get through the desert also.

We ran into this cyclist, Koun, from Antwerp Belgium on the following day the 23rd.

He has been riding for a year this time around. He sticks to the right to avoid all dust. The truckies, he said, were really nice. We stopped to offer him water. He took about 2 litres. Not sure what the plan is if he doesn't get some lucky water! He uses about 6 per day, in winter.