We took a walk one morning across the red sand dunes, through mallee and mulga scrubs.
Our destination was the clay pan.
It’s a one km square clay bed. Perhaps it had been a freshwater lake at one time?
Whatever it had been, its surface was now dry and hard.
Parts of the surface was clear, with only cracks and the odd hard, black stone.
Other parts had pebbles on top and embedded into the surface.
It was beautiful, and intriguing place.