Well, I travelled on with Willy and his camels and two dogs, at his renewed invitation. Sometime after St George Bill departed, going about it his way. The people we met were wonderful, and truckies and big road rains sometimes pulled up and stood beside their big machines waiting with camera in hand to talk to us. The camels themselves, the three biggest abreast, sometimes four hauling the wagon tolerated these huge trucks that rushed past within inches of them and the wagon while Willie talked calmness to them and told him how wonderful they were. And they were.