After Tom Price there’s a whole lot of driving, a whole lot of road trains, and a setting sun to look into as you drive. Oh, and there’s a road house – Nannaturra – where the diesel was expensive. Nothing unusual there. We clicked up 350km by close to sun down, and passed up the opportunity to hang out with the Nomads at the road side rest stop. We headed down a side road for a few kilometres and found a patch of space between the spinifex to camp. The silence was like a big blanket over us, and the moon is close to full. There was no need for a torch tonight.