Nights On Fire

4am in the morning with the mode of transport being a loaned pushbike with semi-flat tyres. The morning was cool with the breeze against me as I rode the main street towards the edge of town. Two souls drifted passed me and it didn't seem unusual at that time of the morning. As we passed seemingly unnoticed to each other, the pre-dawn was starting.

I moved out past the edge of town with the night getting thicker and the nerves sharper with an effort I listened to the surrounding darkness for noises that may not be natural. Eventually I became use to my surrounding as my efforts to control my breathing outweighed any eerie feelings I had.

Looking up the road to the "look out" I realised the effort was too great so I dismounted and  walked the 1km towards my goal. On my way I found this tree standing before the lights of Tennant Creek. Looking at the result, I liked the way the light was pouring out into night sky.

Further up the hill looking over the landscape, the bush fires prominently lighting the horizon. The only noise was the wind moving the grass and leaves with the only noticeable living things were me and a bat. Which gave me a start when it came for a closer look. 

It was a peaceful feeling awaiting the dawn with the wind building from the desert country as if announcing the suns imminent visit. And lighting a new day for Tennant Creek.