Pardoo Station – Stanley Rest Area
We left Pardoo bright and early this morning and took a drive to Eighty Mile Beach.
As we were driving out of Pardoo we were gifted with a close-up view of a wedge-tailed eagle. Wow. What a glorious bird. So big and strong looking. Just look at those powerful legs!
As we were going down the turn off to Eighty Mile Beach we had to wait for some stock being herded across the road. Not something we’re used to seeing every day.
We stopped in the car park there and went down to the beach. It is a popular shell collecting beach. It was nice to be able to go to the beach and actually take some shells away. We walked up and down the shoreline and spoke to various fishermen about their fishing and their travels. It’s great to be able to get advice from other people, and to be able to share our experiences with them.
We collected a bucketful of shells. Aside from the shells other things we saw…
A teeny tiny crab.
And lots of baby sea cucumbers.
Leaving Eighty Mile Beach, something unexpected and never seen before happened. I towed the caravan. Until today, Brett has done all the pulling of the caravan. I felt okay about driving it, but Brett says I looked pretty uptight. What do you think?
We stopped at Sandfire Roadhouse to get some fuel and have a little afternoon tea. The icy poles were popular. Both as something to eat and something to play with. It was all about how far you could get it to fly out of your mouth.
For a roadhouse Sandfire was very nice.
Our stop tonight is Stanley Rest Area. Because we arrived not too late in the day we pulled the metal detector out so that the children could go treasure hunting. They loved it. When they tired of that they took themselves off to the nearest sheltered table with pencils, notepads and their shells and did some research and investigating into what they’d beach-combed earlier in the day.
Jos in particular had a great time searching. He found the car. And then he found it again, and again, and again.