“Do you think that will be enough asked Robert?
“Depends; but I would say that it should be enough.”
The old man took a pencil from behind his ear and did a calculation on a piece of paper.
“Lets call it one fifty even.”
“Could you throw in a compass?
“Yes; I can do that for you.”
“Robert had exchanged some money at the airport so he paid the old man.
“He took hold of the rifles that had proper bags to keep the dust off them then slung them over his shoulder. He carried the shells in a bag then signed for the licences.
James picked up the picks and shovels.
After placing them into the truck they dove to the super market where they bought enough food for seven weeks. A lot of it was dried food like rice and noodles; when water was added it would make a meal. Robert was a good shot with a rifle as he used to go shooting rats with his mates so he figured that there may be game to eat he purchased a book on survival in the outback by Reginald Foggarty which showed how to trap and kill animals; birds, and even crocodiles, and snakes. It showed you how to look for water and how to use the sun to find your way. They bought a wok which could not only be used for cooking but they could pan for gold with it too.
When they had everything they headed back to the hotel where everyone was waiting.
After checking everything they got into the truck then set off.
They drove onto the dirt track that would lead them to the Northern Territories some 665 miles away. The little fresh meat they had was packed in a cool box with Ice so that the food wouldn’t perish; when the ice melted they would drink the water to conserve the water in the four five gallon plastic drums.
They hoped that they could find fresh water at one of the destinations that they were going to. The first one Uluru or Ayers rock was three hours drive.
The roads were marked clearly giving them directions to follow Roberts father was driving at a steady seventy miles an hour to conserve fuel the road was fairly straight and it never seemed to end it reminded him of route 66 in America that he had seen on the television on Whicker’s World.
They reached Uluru at four o’clock that afternoon they parked the car then ate some food and drank the ice water that had now melted. There was only a small amount of ice on the surface but it was cold and refreshing to drink.
Once they had eaten they walked around the mountain that was very smooth red rock and it soon became apparent to Robert Junior that this was not the place to find gold.