So . . . you’re travelling down a dusty red road with that big blue sky on your bonnet. The red dirt turns to gravel, the gravel turns to bitumen and you’re stopped by your first set of traffic lights. Daaammm!
You gaze down at your beloved boots, that have brought back mementos of where you’ve been. Then turn to your rear view mirror for that final glimpse of those images you can’t put into words. If you’re feeling the tug and the collision as you look back at that vision; then chances are you’ve got the Spinifex Blues.