We awake to the sounds of car doors & the noisiest pack-up ever it was 7am (tipping they finally slept) and our Newbies were on their way…
We leave Ceduna at around 8am and start the long trek West. Our first stop is Penong for fuel & driver change I drive until just before Yalata roadhouse which has been all boarded up & is now an Aboriginal community off the main road, the road is uninspiring many long stretches with the odd road-train overtaking us & us overtaking the odd caravan. Bill then drives & we take a turn off to see the Head of the Bight a privilege you pay $5 each to walk down to the viewing platforms to look along the coastline in both directions & from May-Oct see the Whales which come to calf. Heading back to the main road we make another stop which has an even more spectacular view of the coast where we got to view the antics of 2 invincible blokes who thought the fenced enclosure was an invitation to jump over and proceed to sit on the edge & at one point scale down the side of the cliff face! It was only that we saw them further down the road we knew they had escaped unharmed (darn it we had photos for the news crew!) We then head to the "quarantine checkpoint" felt a little like we needed passports but they were only checking fruit veg & anything healthy (I think it may be a rort to buy produce from roadhouses) turns out our pre-packaged salad is only “fresh veg” if it’s in the packet once we opened it & sprinkled salad dressing on it was legal…go figure
! Our one casualty was our step as they inspect your fridge for contraband I had put the step out & forgotten to put it back in when we took off, oh well could have been one of the kids I guess? Quick stop to do the customary SA/WA border photos & we’re off with me at the wheel…watch out WA! We stop at Eucla (we suddenly gained a couple of hours so not rushing now) and check out the ruins from the old telegraph station set back off the road the only thing left is stone walls and they have almost been completely covered by sand, quite eerie. Heading on we stop to re-fuel at the Mundrabilla roadhouse and decide to stay once we realise it’s a family run business with kids doing school of the air had a nice feel about it…winner, clean amenities and dinner cooked! Only 2 other motorhomes are in for the night so feels like your all on you own and even more magic a Full Moon. After a “truckies” feed we’re in bed by who knows what time car’s on Melb time my watch is on SA time we’re not on WA time yet, we’re somewhere in the middle on “Central WA” time. Blissful night no mobile reception I could get use to this!
MMMM quiet Mackay’s meditating….
What a night, lucky we had eaten so much salad as we had an SOS from some headlamp wearing latecomers setting up next to us trying to set up a tent, ahhh a newbie setting up a tent for the second time ever in the dark! The Dad was clearly out of his depth so we left him trying to figure out how the guide-ropes worked & got stuck into erecting the Taj-Mahal of tents with his 12yo son. Success finally, then discovered when his wife came back from hunting & gathering pizza that they were planning on leaving at 6am as there plan was to be at Fraser Range that night (about 1200km!) We turn in for the night finally & decide even though it's still about 35c (it had been 42earlier) to turn the air conditioner off (felt bad the people from the tent!) That’s when Mother Nature turned nasty, first she blew some gale force winds then to make sure the tent people wold buy a van she created the thunderstorm right from the guts, it was HUGE the storm of all storms, quick check out the window & the tent is still standing…we must have a done a fantastic job