Grhrhr, I've forgotten the name of this river, but I do remember taking the luxury of camping there for almost the whole day. Moz & I rode on from our Whim Creek camp to have breakfast here in the morning, meting up with an English cycle tourist we'd met the day before. CANCers will fondly remember Li'l Moisty, the water truck that was ferrying back & forth to gather water for some road repairs further down the highway.
Some will remember a strange specie of caravanner that a few CANCers had met south of Derby!