A letter from the founder
Dear member,
I grew up with a rifle on the wall and dust on the boots. Pannawonica, Karratha, the Murchison — that's the country I know. Four world titles in the ring, and not one moment in there ever beat first light on the back of a station.
Outback+ exists because the blokes I grew up with can't afford the kit anymore. Ten bucks a month. Real prizes. Real draws. Won by people from real towns. The one I want winning the troopy is the one who'd actually drive it to Cape York.
I'm not going to sell it to you. If you're in, you're in. If you're not, that's fair enough. But know that on the other side of the ledger there's a whole crew of Australians who get it, and there's room for you with us.
You're not a customer. You're one of the crew. That means something. Welcome.

