02/08/2026
Seems i missed sharing this day from my personal page.
Day 125 🌬🌬😨🌞 - I can understand why the term 'the windy west'.
Since starting our travels down the coast each day starts the same, wind blown red dust then by mid morning it miraculously ceases revealing another sensational, sunny day.
While the men cast their lines in hope of catching fish, Debbie and I trudged (well Debbie glided, I trudged) in the sand above the high tide mark. The hamstrings and calves were not thanking me. 🚶♀️
Check out the difference in the tide heights in the photos from morning high to afternoon low. 6.2m high and 1m low. Incredible to see. Yes, there are people about 1klm out.
Now about the fishing. The fish weren't playing today. None, nought, naught, zero, nil, zilch, nada, zip. So pizza for dinner. 🍕
Those following the posts closely will have noticed we are missing some members of our group. It doesn't matter how much you plan a trip, the unexpected happens. One person needed surgery in Darwin (all good and back on the road now), the other had an accident and is waiting for hand surgery in Perth and will catch up with us in a few days. It is a great reminder to enjoy every moment you can.