The BMW has been faultless.
I took an inland route from Sydney back to Queensland through some of the most spectacular scenery in the country.
I made time for a detour through Mount Panorama in Bathurst, which is a public road when not in use. Going around those iconic corners I’ve watched on TV and raced in video games was really cool.
This is my last clean photo before it got plastered in insects and grime. I am in love with this colour. It’s a deep inky blue that glistens along creases in the sun and then goes black.
The faded indicator lenses need to go though.
This is Katoomba. A little tourist town in the Blue Mountains perched on top of a cliff. Crisp, dry autumn was perfect hiking weather.
At that point I left my friend on a train back to Sydney and began the long slog north alone. The roads were unforgiving. Winding, rough, and a constant fight against deep ruts that would guide my car off like train tracks.
I passed more dead kangaroos than I’ve seen live ones, and I was really fucking scared of hitting one. It would have probably been the end of this car.
I hoped I would take more photos; but I was exhausted and trying to make as much distance as possible before nightfall.