Day 69 - Friday 15th September
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Sadly spent the morning trying to work out the next three weeks and our journey home. Unavoidably we have to start heading south despite the cooler weather. I know we shouldn't complain as we have only had one night with a bit of rain in Coober Pedy and one day of wind since we left Tasmania. We've never had such amazing weather on our holidays in the past! It usually rains!
In all our days on the road despite some fairly stressful situations JD and I have not had a cross word until now! We couldn't agree wether to go from now till the end or work our way back from the boat, either way it meant leaving the warmth and the beaches!
Eventually we had a rough plan and headed to the beach for the rest of the day. For a family who aren't all that beachy, not particularly good at sun baking or resting we seem to have settled extremely well into the relaxed beach holiday mode since Broome.
Matilda and Olivia filled a drink bottle up with hundreds of varying size, shaped and coloured hermit crab shells, giving each one a name and some even their own theme song. Grace snorkelled with schools of fish and sting rays and strutted round talking on her phone which has a fresh month of data. JD read a book and I photographed it all happening and tried in vein to catch up on the blog which for some unknown reason has stopped working!!!
5 hours later we'd had enough! Back to the cabin to freshen up and then headed back down to the beach to watch the sun set with a quiet cold beverage. We walked along to Bills pub to have some dinner. Bill, a cleft lip and palette surgeon, seems to own most of Coral Bay. In 1973 Bill attended a liquidation auction and bought the Coral Bay hotel and all its assets including the caravan parks and glass bottom boat. In 1978 he was asked by the Canarvon Shire if he would take up a land grant to set up a resort to cater for visitors, he's been developing the town ever since, Bills tavern is the latest addition, not a bad meal either. He still has the monopoly on the town, including the overpriced supermarket, which is a thriving community, mostly campers, in this little piece of costal paradise.
Back to the cabin to watch a movie before we all retired to our varied sleeping quarters be it van, cabin, bunk and Olivia climbed in with me as she assured me it was her turn and she wouldn't keep me awake....