Just to the east of Alice Springs is a large patch of Crown land that is littered with car-wrecks and tracks used by trail-bike riders and four-wheel drivers looking to test–or wreck–their suspension.
It’s a hilly patch of red dirt and scrub and I perched myself on a low hill earlier this evening with one of my big lenses and waited for the full moon to rise.
This is what I saw …
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