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Blue sky and sunshine greet us this morning and by mid morning it is lovely and warm.  We are making our way down the coast to Cevantes to visit the Pinancles Desert National Park and along the way stop a Leeman Green Head and Jurien.  Leeman is a tiny fishing village (population 680) with an old wooden jetty jutting out into a picturesque bay.  A large grassy area fronts the ocean edged by small, single storey houses.  The few people about are drawn to the jetty like us, curious to see what might be swimming by.  A young boy is fishing.  And we are in luck as two massive sting rays glide under the jetty posts;  each with a wingspan of at least 5′.  Leeman might well specialise in large creatures as we come across a monster ant which must be at least an inch long, it’s massive pincers clearly visible;  a nip from those and you would know about it.

Green Head is a similar kind of place, but seems to be slightly more popular with the boating set if the number of 4wd and boat trailers are any indication.  The focal point here is the boat ramp.

Jurien is another lovely, unspoilt bay with a white sand beach strewn with washed up seaweed.  But as well as the debriis, seaweed grows along the waters edge clinging to the sand and preventing it from being washed away.  This gives the impression of miniature cliffs along the waters edge.  This sleepy ‘resort’ seems to shut up shop at the weekend;  the visitor’s centre is closed, as is the only internet cafe and the ‘bottle-o’ and indeed most of the few other shops.  Only the general store and the petrol station are serving customers.  So we push on to Cervantes and stop overnight at Tuarts Reserve, a delightfully secluded camping area shaded by large Tuart trees.  We are now becoming expert at foraging for firewood – essential for keeping warm in the evening. 

As the weather gets progressively cooler and the sun rises later  so our sleeping habits are returning to a more normal pattern – going to bed later providing the firewood lasts, and getting up later once the sun’s begun to take the chill out of the air.  Andy still rises early, but now lights a fire in the  morning to keep us warm while we eat breakfast.  A fire is definitely one of the pleasures of   rough camping in Australia and – despite the lack of facilities – gives it the edge over staying at caravan parks where fires are strictly prohibited.

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