Onion Day$

…Now to return to the little town of Kununnara where when one drives down into the town itself one must first traverse quite magnificent scenery consisting of spectacular outcrops of small though beautiful mountain ranges whose colouring has an almost blood-red tone to it, especially if touring in the late afternoon. Ragged ranges that are interspersed by the thundering echo of plunging torrents of river water down into deep gorge. A gorge, which has been converted into one massive fresh-water inland sized lake 3-times larger than Sydney harbor.One witnesses all through both the Pilbara and Kimberly regions the kind of primary colouring that even the great Van Gogh would have found difficult to convey by way of one of his landscape paintings. Unbelievable red-red dirt. Back-dropped by distant violet, hued hills and mountain ranges. Ranges highly likely to be contrasted against mad explosive yellows, coupled with vibrant viridian greens, the frequent dapple of ash black or even the pure white tones of the ghost gum sitting in amongst yellow spinifex.Along with the wild blue sky above. Making for quite an array of tonal pallet. The final dish in this fine scenario is the descent and then arrival into glorious broad sweep of prime agricultural farmland and confirmation that one has now finally arrived at their destination in the far, far and away town of Kununnurra...