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Extract from Another
Country by Nicolas Rothwell, Black Inc.
Journey to Yankaltjunku
In late April some years
ag o, at the onset of the winter season, when the cold nights
and clear skies come, I took up an invitation from my Western
Desert friends to travel out with them into their country, which
had lain unvisited for decades. I drove off in the grey dawn
from Yulara resort west towards Warburton, through the landscape
of dune-fields
and desert oak groves round Docker River, past the curve of the
Rawlinson Ranges and the tall white radome of Giles weather station,
turning over recent episodes in my life as the hours passed,
and yearning for a spell of silence to chart a course ahead.
I had my misgivings about the journey, for the long bush trips
of those years, designed to collect evidence for claims to native
title, had something of the military expedition about them, and
I was unsure, too, whether the deep desert, alive with its ancestral
presences, would be the best place for me in my unsettled state,
poised as I was between projects, with all my most cherished
con¬victions wavering.
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