Up & at it – about 8am we had coffee, girls got their breakfast & we started to pack down. Met a cat at the toilet and the girls were pretty pleased, especially Tenille. Out of there about 10:00am after some cleaning up of tarps and chats with the grey nomads in their caravans – all of us packed together quite tightly on the foreshore. One of the nicest caravan
parks we’ve been at, right on the water, but the staff seem to think the park is really tiny & they pack you in tighter than sardines, leaving most of the park free (?)

Streaky Bay behind us, we’re heading off towards the Nullabor today. 1st stop along the way was Cactus Beach. Sach wanted to have a surf there quite badly I think, but not really the day for it – wet and windy today – even a bit of hail – goodness gracious when’s it gonna stop? A pretty interesting place though. Old caravans with rainwater tanks attached and annexes &
then others just on there own scattered around the place. They apparently deliver firewood here every day for campers and looks like surfer’s paradise really! Just seems to be a really
interesting place (private property) - $10 per adult per night to camp. Gorgeous scenery, excellent beach & sand dunes along these salt lakes (we think), it started to rain again &
heading out we saw some people dune surfing off these really huge dunes.

Stopped in to re-fuel at Penong & then pulled into Foster Bay – really derelict place with a lot of what seemed to be brick houses covered in concrete. A town heading towards the Nullabor – another town that god forgot in the middle of winter. I managed to get bread from the only shop – a kiosk – 3 loaves of frozen bread, and when I remarked about them being frozen the lady
replied “bloody s’truth, gotta be when you’re over 190km from the closest baker”. Definitely invest in a bread maker if u happened to live in these parts by the looks of things!

Heading on we hit our first roadhouse– Nundroo Hotel/Motel – had to go have a look, and get a packet of hot chips, starving! (also having the last mechanic for 500km or so across Nullabor, so a lot of the souveniers had something about “I broke down at Nundroo crossing the Nullabor”.)

Yes, well – interesting – not as interesting as I thought though, although Sach said we’d only started so it would get more so as we got into the Nullabor. The lady behind the counter told us how to get to the camp sites down on the beach – heading off though, starting to get late again we started questioning what she’d said & thought we’d be camping in our tent for the night on the side of the Eyre highway. Eventually we got to where her directions led (over the grid & turn left, travel all the way down to the beach travelling alongside a dog fence) - we turned off towards the beach on a very long & rugged road – oh well, this is an adventure! We got to a spot down next to the dunes on the Bight, driving along a track on Aboriginal land next to a dog fence & then going through a gate at the bottom to go back onto the Natural Conservation.

Another excellent camp site – fire set – toasted sandwiches for supper – couldn’t get the generator working so the girls went to bed early because they were so cold. We sat up until the rain bucketed down again, bucketed down so much that while standing under the tarp outside, it all came down on us, including the tent inside. Sach hadn’t put in a couple of pegs, plus the sand just wasn’t holding them too firmly. Sach eventually went out in the pouring rain to fix it and once the wobbly looking tent was at least up again – we sent ourselves off to bed – to listen to the pouring rain and hope we weren’t going to be carried away by it… or the sea wasn’t gonna join us & take us away…