It was one of those nights where you drift in and out of sleep, we are very close to the highway here and those road trains do not whisper and glide along they shriek and thunder more like an aeroplane than a lorry.
Having turned down the offer of more water from a camper (we have enough for our one more night before we refill at the next roadhouse). It was straight onto the Eyre Highway longest straight again. The road continued the same as yesterday, bushes and trees, trees and bushes. The only way you knew you were making progress was the decreasing number on the green distance markers every 10 km.
Still 80 km from nowhere!
Not a rushed start today, but we did manage to chat a while with other campers including getting our water topped up which was nice.
Onto the Eyre Highway again and it was only 6 km before we stopped as another cyclist came the other way, the first one since leaving Albany. It was Culleen she had started in Melbourne and will finish in Perth after doing the Munda Biddi, it is a strange world and frighteningly small sometimes she stopped with Bev and Dorothy who we met in Jerramungup. After a while exchanging stories and useful information we went our separate ways.
Culleen and Janet
No rush to start today as the target is 60 km, easy day! Even so 8.30 am and we were cycling along the Eyre Highway.
Making sure we had plenty of water a total 21 litres between us, ouch a big weight penalty.
Highest point on the Eyre Highway
Even though it was tempting to buy even more food, we resisted adding more load, it also meant a normal time start instead of waiting for the supermarket to open.
It did take a little longer to pack everything this morning, a case of how do we fit it all in? A short 500m on the Norseman Road yesterday’s road then we turned onto the Eyre Highway, our new road of choice for the next 1200 km!
Pictures of the animals the road trains will mow down during our trip across the Nullabor
Everything, well the tent, was very damp this morning, it just shows how well protected in the forest we were last night from the strong winds, hardly a breath getting through to us.
We had 50 km to cycle today to get to Norseman, the wind had shifted overnight to a more westerly direction meaning the Great Western Forest was in fact great as it sheltered us from the worst of the wind. It was amazing the difference, all of a sudden 15 km/h was no problem, without feeling as though it was a battle every pedal stroke of the way.
Road and rail cross
Looking at today’s weather forecast it was going to continue much as yesterday finished, 40 km/ h winds. Undeterred we packed up and left at 7.30 am.
Salmon Gums general store, they do sell food, we ate all the pies though
We woke up a little earlier than usual, our mistake as the lights from the toilet block looked exactly like the sun had already started to rise. The result was we left at 7.30 am.
With a hug and a handshake we left Maureen and Colin getting their van ready to leave, off in the opposite direction to us. We will miss them lots, but will make sure we visit them when we get to Sydney.
Then we were back on Highway 1, via a trip to the hardware store to pick up a little more stove fuel. This was our route for the whole day. Initially it was very busy with a lot of cars heading towards Esperance as we headed out of the town, I would guess they work in the town and need to be there for 9.00 am. The amount of traffic dropped considerably then and we only saw a few road trains all day.
Farmland as far as the eye could see
Another early start today, another fishing day. This time straight to Salmon Beach again to try our luck. There was quite a swell on today (see how easy the nautical terms are just rolling off the page now) a good day for surfing.
A fine fish ready to be eaten
Woke early ready to go fishing, at daybreak I left with Colin and a borrowed rod ready to catch. We drove along Twilight Beach Road looking at the many possible places to fish along the way. First West Beach then on past Chapman’s Point to Salmon Beach to Fourth Beach. Every single one of them a beautiful place.
Colin preparing to fish