We had a lovely but very cold night at Dongara. It was really great to have the ensuite as we didn't have far to go in the cold to the loo. After brekky we headed further south down to the Indian Ocean Drive to Cervantes and onto Nambung National Park which is home to The Pinnacles Desert. The Pinnacles are limestone pillars that rise mysteriously from the dune sands. There must have been thousands of them, all of different shapes and sizes. We went on the drive through them first of all. There was a road which wound it's way past the pillars and through the strange landscape that they created. Some were jagged sharp edged columns rising to a point, some eerily resembled tombstones and some were most definitely phallic in nature. They were an amazing sight to see. After the drive we parked up and went on the walking trail which took us through this mystical place. We admired the pillars up close and took loads of photos. We imagine that as dark descends and shadows are cast from the pillars this place becomes very spooky. The spirits of the desert must then take charge until dawn. This is one of the most awesome places we have been. We then had some lunch and hit the road again even further south in the direction of Perth. We had decided to stay the night at a place on the coast called Guilderton which was just a short distance north of the Perth Metropolitan area. The road there was very scenic with lots of pure white sand dunes not far away. Today was the day that the school holidays start for two weeks. There was absolutely loads of traffic heading north and hardly anything going south towards Perth. The road north was packed with caravans, camper trailers and boats all heading up north to the hot weather. Rather them than us. It was busy enough up north before the school holidays. With all the kids going up there now as well the north will be absolute bedlam and to us probably a lot like hell! Guilderton was just off the Indian Ocean Drive and was a cute place on a little bay. The caravan park was right on the sea front. We asked for a quiet spot and the site we were given seemed okay. Well, for the first five minutes anyway! There was a huge tent further down about seven or so sites from us, with two very rough looking men sat outside with a woman who was talking so loudly we could hear her every word she said. She had a really whiney voice. They then started to play music.... boom boom boom thud.... and the woman just didn't shut up. She was plugged into a PA system alright and was a right gob on stick! They looked like the sort of people you didn't mess with. The sort that really don't give a **** about their noise affecting others. I went back to the reception and asked to move to a spot at the other end of the site from where 'gob on a stick' couldn't be heard. We did then move but no one from the site told them to be quiet. The rest of the day we spent chilling and talking to the cute ducks that visited us. When we ventured out to the amenities later on the music and 'gob on a stick' were still blasting out. What ignorant, inconsiderate k*** ! Anyhow we went to sleep about ten and all was quiet. Well until about quarter past eleven when we were woken up by some people in the camp kitchen. It wasn't even that close to us but we could hear them very loudly shouting and laughing and woop wooping. It was like camping in the middle of a youth club! Even though it was cold tonight we had to turn our fan on and put it the opposite way round so that the whirr of it's motor would drown the k*** out. It was a shame that our last night before reaching Perth had to be so awful. Of all the camp sites we have stayed on, and that is nearly 200, this was by far the noisiest. We did eventually get back to sleep and I dreamed of Perth. I was hyper excited now because the finishing line for completing the full circle around Australia was only 94 kilometres away.