Down the road, towards Norseman with a reminder about water...
we have to go easy on our limited supply of water.
Obviously some sad St Kilda supporters here in Norseman.
The town was named after a horse that pawed the ground and just happened to get a piece of gold lodged in his hoof...the horse's name...NORSEMAN, of course.
This one is for Tim, who is quite a special guy and I couldn't help but think of him when I saw the street name...
Some very creative ways of telling the stories of the Town's history too.
We found out after visiting the Information Centre, that just down the road, there was somewhere you could fossick for opals and agate...The man that owned the property had used a digger to mound a lot of this rock up and it was there for the taking...
I'm not sure who was more excited Phil, or the kids.
The lady at the Information suggested bringing a box or container, so they all ran to the local supermarket and grabbed a box each...
Casey, the nature lover, found a little friend
This is a slice of Casey's brain...mmmm
We had a lot of fun. We spent quite a while here. The rock was just amazing...
The trees were so intriguing. The colour they had was almost as if it were drinking the gold from under the ground.
They actually shone when the light hit them.
Look at those satisfied smiles...
Apparently, on this lake, you can find gypsum.
We looked but didn't find any...but we had fun looking.
You had to be careful walking on the dry lake. We had heard stories of it being quite unpredictable and you could find yourself up to your neck, even when it felt dry.
They followed each other, in single file, for safety.
We found a nice spot to camp the night. It even had specially made seats and had the rocks, that with some fixing made a lovely spot to light the fire...ready for those marshmallows.
Benjamin, our little fire bug...
He did a pretty good job too!
The scrub was fascinating. The low-lying shrubs were all in bloom and looked silvery under the green trees.
They use this straight stretch of road for the Royal Flying Doctor Service planes to land in emergencies.
I got to do some driving on this iconic road.
Needed to break the drive, one to fill up and two to let Phil get some blood back into his backside!!
Esther and I found a unique way of cleaning the windows.
Its really hard to take a good photo through windows that a filthy.
But it was difficult to reach and we had a lot of fun trying.
I had tears in my eyes as both girls tried to hold me up.
We have another 351km to travel before we camp tonight at the Border.
We are now 30minutes behind home.
Oh these boys!!!
Phil didn't have to ask twice when he saw a poor, innocent man riding his bike on the side of the road, getting Casey to squirt him with water...
It was great to see a mob of emus run beside the bus...thankfully, as they were just about to cross in front of us.
Looking out towards the sea.
Another aeroplane strip.
Eliza being hilarious while showing her precious stones to Casey...
Almost there. It was a big drive today.
Sand dunes and sea on the horizon at Eucla.
We arrived, ready for a good rest...but not before the kids get their sillies out.
Casey nearly strung himself up...not the most comfortable position.
Our welcoming committee.
Setting up is simple...just turn the key off. A lot easier than a lot of the grey nomads with caravans.
Someone's happy!!
A good sleep, after a dvd on the laptop tonight before a long drive again tomorrow.
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