Today the weather on the Nullarbor reached 43 degrees. The only person not minding it was Pol. Ros was just coping and poor Gav - not coping much at all! We rode the last half of the Nullarbor Plain today from Mundrabilla to Norseman. Norseman was a ghost town and to some; a **** hole. We didn't feel great after riding through town and stopping at the Local IGA. We were going to suss out where to camp for the night in Norseman but decided to wait until the heat subsided a little with the sun going down and find camp along the way toward Esperance where we felt would be safer. Camping under the stars in the wilderness - this is living!