We pulled over at a roadhouse along the A1 highway to fill up on petrol.
Capricorn Caves
A review of the Capricorn Caves was made upon the recommendation of local informants. We quickly realized that rather than a scientific attraction, we had stumbled upon a cultural attraction. These were not just any caves. These were Bogan caves.
In one of the larger rooms that was converted into a chapel for weddings we found ourselves seated in the pews. Soon our Bogan guide lit candles in the front of the room, put a bootleg copy of Enya on the CD player, and treated us to a Bogan light show. Rather than having a sophisticated sound and light production. The young Bogan flicked several light switches on and off for the Bogan crowd’s enjoyment. Lord Bailey and I fear that the Bogan plague may soon escape from mainland Australia to the rest of the Southern Hemisphere.
Rockhampton
The expedition halted at Rockhampton for a light lunch and to take on supplies.
We discovered a proper Bogan vehicle parked on the riverfront. Note the license plate that reads “MI UTE.” That is Bogan for “my passenger vehicle with a box fitted to the rear where a second row of seats should be located.”
The bed attached to the rear of the Bogan passenger vehicle. It is business in the front and party in the back, as it were.
