Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Eighty Mile Beach

We're now about 170km south of Barn Hill. The road between was excellent and with an easterly blowing the rig just floated along. The road in to Eighty Mile Beach is 6km of dirt, very wide and without gates. The park maintain the road themselves. Each day or so they tow several truck tyres up and down the road behind a light vehicle. The tyres knock the tops of the corrugations. The road is as smooth as ....

We caught a fish, not sure what it was, but it looked small, relatively speaking, so it went back. While I was pulling in this monster, not 3m in front of me, a shark (2m) swam by chasing bluey's. He was in about 20cm of water with his dorsal and tail well out of the water. I had a thought about dragging him out by his tail... but the thought passed pretty quickly!  

 Rose enjoyed her time on the beach adding to her great collection of shells.
Some people have these enormous motorhomes. The guy in the photo actually also towed a trailer. On it was his car and above the car also on a trailer was his boat. 

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