We woke up in the middle of the night both of us bursting for a pee and the rain had stopped. We emerged from the camper to an incredibly clear and beautiful night sky and piddled in the bushes by torch light! When we awoke again in the morning the rain was back tinkling on the roof. We had brekky and saw a couple of cute wallabies hopping through the campground. After this we hit the road back up to Ravensthorpe. Here we got some more beer at the Cellarbrations Drive Thru and got some more food at the IGA. We had decided to go to Bremer Bay which wasn't that far as the crow flies from the national park but a long way round by road. It was just short of 300 kilometres. We stopped again for some lunch at a rest area but regretted opening the doors and getting in the back of the camper as the mozzies here were out in force. We quickly shut the door and smashed the stupid ones that had come in with a book. We watched though in some horror all the other mozzies in the area trying to get in to bite the **** out of us! They were bashing themselves against the glass absolutely desperate to get to us. We'd never seen mozzies as aggressive as this before! After we'd eaten lunch we had to unceremoniously climb through into our seats up front trying not to get stuck and both of us ending up in a right pickle and mess of limbs. It was hilarious! It had rained on and off all day and by the time we got to Bremer Bay it was raining. I had not come to Bremer Bay back in November. It was a toss up between coming here and going to Hopetoun and I'm so glad I chose Hopetoun. Maybe it was just the inclement weather today but neither of us got a good vibe from Bremer Bay. We checked in at the caravan park and got a quiet spot on the edge of the site. The ground was saturated though and the tracks around the site were muddy. Jay went to check out the amenities wearing her thongs (flip flops) and on the way walked past a fat bloke sat outside his caravan. He opened his fat gob and shouted over to her "I bet you wish you'd put your shoes on love". What a dick! Jay just ignored him and carried on. Why do some people find it necessary to say stupid and pointless things to strangers? Why can't they just shut the f**k up?! Later on I went to the amenities wearing my thongs expecting some **** or other from this guy but by now 'fat gob' was busy making a fire and didn't see me. I noticed his car rego though on the way past and saw that he was from Tasmania. Well that explained it all! It rained on and off for the rest of the day and we holed up in the camper van. The caravan park looked okay on the surface but it had a strange and spooky vibe about it. A thunder storm tonight would have been fitting. We felt like those 'pesky kids' from an episode of Scooby Doo!