PlanLoser...V "the fly-pest @ the west"

The usual Christmas season is just around the corner and the stress can begin. For me, a small jubilee, the 5th year in a row without Christmas and therefore no gifts 😁 No sympathy? None!

Here on the West Coast everything is easy. The only thing that is currently stressing is the thousand flies that want to crawl into every imaginable opening of a human... "Gross, that's all I can say" The wind has shifted and now it's pushing all the desert flies from Central Australia towards the West.

Already the third day we are veiled and on the move at 40 degrees. We know, hard times are coming. But the food and water tanks are always warm and full.

After the daring road trip, we went back down towards Geralton. On the way back, we occasionally stopped or turned right. We didn't get far, or to put it another way, we landed once again in Coral Bay and Shark Bay. We particularly liked the section Nanga Beach. Beautiful location with palm trees, trees, and a sandy beach...

...and crystal-clear saltwater and a short and weak breeze. A truly recommendable shallow water spot.

But with a closer look, it's just a rundown, old, dingy, and dirty campsite.

Just the right thing for us adventurers... I'm sure it has economic reasons. There's no typical financial boost here, nor is there a mass of campers and travelers passing by. Nevertheless, we're happy to have come across this place.

Equipped with a cellphone, Nikon camera, and not to forget the legendary 1972 army binoculars...

...we continued into the deep area of the Shark Bay region to Denham. Another beautiful little town in the back and last corner.

It's hard to believe that you can come across something so lovely so far away from everything. It's also empty, but it seems more commercial.

On the way there with our 4x4, we occasionally went off-road (turned left) until we came across the shark bay called Eagle Bluff.

From high up we watched the sharks, rays, and whatever else was swimming there.

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On the way back from Exmouth, we crossed a mountain that we could drive on. We didn't miss this short view over everything either. Up top, a mystical atmosphere awaited us.

It was a kind of memorial that I can't describe in more detail. However, the location itself had a pleasant source with a 360-degree wide view as well as a view of the distant Indian Ocean.

The journey continues downstream.

That's good because 40 degrees is a bit too much for us.

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As always, great 💪

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