If you thought you needed the latest Landcruiser with all the whistles and bells to head bush, think again.Despite the hundreds of kilometres of rough-as-guts bush tracks surrounding the community I'm living in here, there's only one person with a four-wheel drive, and as you can see, it's no late model Landcruiser.
Instead, it's a 41 year-old Nissan Patrol and, while indeed a four-wheel drive (or '4x4'), I often think the 4x4 refers to four completely different tyres, or four different panel colours, or four places that haven't rusted over.
Yet, despite the shabby, scrapyard-like appearance, I'll often find the Patrol, and its owner, Les, in places I'd never dream of taking my (bells and whistles equipped) 4x4. Whether a fast flowing river, or a road turned black with bog, Les manages to get the Patrol across - and, perhaps more importantly, back across - without a worry in the world.
More often than not, he'll do it with a full load, which in most Aboriginal communities, means at least 10 people (and fishing gear and crab pots and eskies and dogs and everything else) squeezing into a car built for five - although that's working on the principle of passengers sitting in the car, and not on it.
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